Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20150708222546/@comment-25038310-20150713222748

Scav started drawing the scene again, mainly focusing on the door handle. He also erased some other lines of text on his last drawing, thinking that it wasn't a lycanthrope anymore. It was something human. Definitely.

''Perhaps a conjurer who first tried opening it normally before summoning something like a daedroth? Possible.. although a daedroth isn't that strong and its claws.. can't be..?''

He inspected the claws and the door again, scribbling another few lines of text under the drawing.

''Person with long claws? A witch? Something that can act and think intelligently yet have a strength equal to that of a giant and claws?''

He started writing on the next page, writing down the events the guard had described.

Alchemist drunk

Three Sister's inn?

Grand plan - "town never has to be hungry or thirsty again".

He sighed, annoyed at the loads of questions that popped up in his mind - and little answers..

"Peculiar indeed.."