Hiram Norrell

AC: 15 HP: 14/18

Hiram saunters up to the crack in the wall, rolls up his sleeves, and proceeds to blast it (and hopefully the remaining bone rat) with every damaging spell in his repertoire.

He stands up with a look of smug satisfaction and dusts off his hands and knees.

What? Wanted to make sure the job was done properly, is all. Soooo...I guess all that's left is to tell the kind lady upstairs that we've finished?