"If all we wanted was shelter, we seem to have that now," Maesyn points out. "Perhaps these creatures will be willing to let us stay until morning."

If, however, the consensus is to try to parley, Maesyn casts tongues on himself and addresses the face on the wall. "We mean no harm and only wish shelter for the night," he says, waiting to see if there's a reaction.

Maesyn Silverhair