Silver

After heroically helping to bring down the skeleton, Silver pauses to catch his breath. He looks at his companions, both considerably more battered than he is, and then scans the room.

"Are we going to have this much difficulty moving through every chamber?" he asks. His voice cracks, parched from exertion, and he grabs the water skin tied to his hip and sips it quickly. "Because perhaps we need to reevaluate our strategy to avoid further bloodshed. Grandfather Karrn, you are our expert. We need to finish this mission quickly, and get out before we are overwhelmed by the undead."