Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20181201131100/@comment-17114085-20190121115533

Reeth didn't find any lever or chain on the balcony, only more holes with smoke coming out of them. As far as he could tell, there wasn't any ventilation to stop the smoke from reaching up to the second floor.

Likewise, Skorm didn't see anything. He got frustrated and went up to one of the closed doors. "Maybe it is in one of these rooms."

He was about to kick the door in when it shattered apart.

"FUSRODAH!" A Draugr Wight Lord inside the room shouted the door to pieces.

Skorm was hit by the blast and sent flying off the balcony. He tried to grab a hold of the railing, but failed and fell down to the first floor. Luckily, though, he managed to land on his feet so he didn't breath in any of the green smoke.

Before he was blown away, Skorm had seen inside the room for a moment. "It's there, in that room! The chain!" He yelled to the others.

Others draugr appeared from the other rooms, there seemed to be 8 of them.

Harald let go of the key, turning his attention to the incoming draugr.

Jofrodr drew Prince-Slayer and summoned a spectral sword in his free-hand. "They really don't want us to get through that door."

"Wait till they come to us." Harald told the others.

6 of the Draugr rushed down the stairs to attack the group, these were warriors. The other 9 held back on the balconies. 2 were warlocks and the other 7 were archers. The draugr archers notched arrows and readied to fire on the group.