Shelter in the Storm (Open, limited slots)

The relatively weak undead were quickly dispatched; one was pinned to the wall, and slowly crumbled to dust, while Garth's opponent was swatted aside, struggling to crawl towards him for a few seconds before it too crumbled.

Victorious, they beheld their first prize- a small statue on a kneeling Frejlordian warrior, just big enough to be carried along. It fit into a depression in the stone floor similar to the one near the main door. However, it seemed to have once held something- a sword or an axe- but it was now missing.

Garth pondered before his youthful sense of adventure got the better of him, perhaps for the worst. "Well I suppose since we have started this journey, we just can't stop midway through. Might as well press on!" He said rather cheerfully, but his eyes quickly became more serious at the mention of powerful undead.

"I think I can handle the more typical kind of undead, I learned a lot from my first encounter with the supernatural, so I improved upon my previous skills." He explained with a smile and then began to examine the statue. It seemed to be missing something, so Garth used his flashlight to search for the missing object. Surely it didn't wander off to somewhere else.

"Very well, though I believe the missing piece of the statue is through the other door, the one Elenwe said there was a chest behind."
She walked towards the door, still channeling her magic to create the green light, but she had gotten rid of her claws.

Tekun was becoming somewhat aggravated with how these creatures were handling the matter. "...I'll hold you to that Elenwe but first we should handle this." He lowered his own blade and reached into his cloak and drew a Luger from it. The fire arm fit snuggly into his hand.

"...I have ranged. I just need to know if you're willing to risk attracting more attention or not? The sound may cause problems. Are you used to fire arms?"

Garth examined the second door, though he had little knowledge of Freljord lore or history. Garth considered Adelheid's theory, "Perhaps your right, so should we be prepared with a battle against a serpent like creature, or something that acts like a serpent. It may define a great warrior that was cunning, sneaky or poisonous so make sure to keep your eyes and ears open for anything odd." He warned readying his rifle once more.

The group's speculation had no weight to the immediate situation, as the dragon's mouth proved to be the hidden switch to open the door. Again, the stone doors ground along old path and opened up to a dusty old chamber. Inside was, as Spooks said, a chest in the middle of the dark room.

In the Rift

Spooks nodded to Tekun. They needed to lure out the wolves; Elenwe deliberately walked towards the largest entrance and turned her back to another wolf-sized hole in the wall. With precognition, she knew that a wolf would jump out at her, followed by a pair of wolves who would come in to secure their kill. In a split second the seer moved at the very last second to evade the initiator, and placed her hand on the side of the blade, stabbing at the exposed creature by half-swording in this tight space. This did not deter the pair who would come in to fight her, though...

Tekun would not be forgotten, as when his attention was on Elenwe being attacked, a wolf would attempt to flank him, and bite down on his leg to trip him up- for his packmates to come in and deal with him in this enclosed space.

Adel pointed her light on the same direction as her gun ready to shot at any given moment.
『There doesn’t seem to be movement but…we should be careful we never know what might jump out.』