Elniss only registered the warning a few moments after it came. [i]"Dredges!"[/i] The simple word sent chills down her spine as Barden's echoed in the building. No, no, no, it couldn't be! Elniss turned away from Lazarus and bottled into her room, her foot faltering slightly and giving heed to the injury. She snatched up her bow and slid her quiver onto her back, exiting back out to the hallway. 

The woman hurried to the window at the end of the hallway, forcing open. She witnessed as Barden vaulted the clearings's fence and dashed into the woods. She's slowly calmed and let her Elvish blood take control as her vision increased perceptiveness. Her gaze perused the trees until she spotted Barden again, and she watched as a dredge pounced at him. He battled fiercely and quickly, more so than any human she'd seen. 

Elniss turned and hurried down the stairwell and through the lower part of the inn. She dashed past a man- no... A man with a dog's head? Bah! The exhaustion was playing with her eyes. As she exited the inn she saw a dwarf man climb the fence and join Barden in battle. 

The Elf hurried in a broken run that barely sufficed with her injury. She rehearsed what she new about dredges. The were undead... They only preyed upon the weak... But why had they chosen the take prey on an inn full of warriors? She concluded that if seen, she would be considered weak by the beasts; she was small and not very strong and she was injured. She pushed the thoughts aside and haggardly climbed over the fence. She could hear Barden off in the distance, but her attention returned as she spotted a dredge racing towards her. 

Elniss fired an arrow when the dredge was merely yards away and let the demonic hound fall dead. She speedily recovered her arrow and looked upon another group of creatures coming her way. She resorted to turn and climb up a tree. The woman's eyes fell upon a creature dashing towards Barden. She couldn't know if he saw it, but she took true aim and releases at the beast.