Message #34969

[The Host]

 The three deamons headed towards the stairway they had previously visited upon their last raid on the castle, moving from shadow to shadow, staying hidden from any guards that happened to be on the look out. But no guards came- in fact, the three deamons didn't spot a single guardian of Metawar- and after about an hour of darting back and forth across hallways and corridors, Crioone and her companions reached the stairwell. Climbing up the stairs as fast as possible while still staying silent, they soon came to the top of the stairs, where they then began to go down. Suddenly Taverna stopped them, pointing downwards with his right hand. The stories below them, a large door stood open- one that hadn't even been there the previous time.
 "Did we come the wrong way? I mean, the stairway looks the same, but maybe there's more than one like this..." Nara let her sentence trail off, knowing that her words were only trying to calm herself and the others down, they were surely in the right spot.
 Taverna's eyes darted back and forth, searching for a way down. His eyes fixed on an overhanging light only feet away from him, and he smiled. Calling Crioone and Nara to his side, he stretched his wings out, hitting the light with enough force to overturn a small house. The light shattered, the stairway becoming dark, the sound of glass hitting rocky ground echoing throughout the towering stairwell. Below, the door still stood open, nothing had changed, no deamons had come rushing out of the mysterious room. The three deamons continued down the stairway, their movements slow and silent as they passed the doorway.
 Crioone took to the air, her wings spread out just enough to carry her, but not enough to hit the side walls of the stairway. Taverna and Nara followed her lead, the three deamons coming to a stop at the bottom of the stairway. Ahead of them lay the long stretch of bare walls and floors, all leading to the bolted door, and behind it? Crioone did not have a clue...