Taryn glares at the cabin. His hand clenching the hilt of his sword. He walks around the outside and peer into the windows but sees only normality inside. He pulls back out the note to inspect it once more before planning his entrance. After fighting the ideas in his mind, he decides to simply just walk in. His hand moves from his sword, to the smaller hidden dagger on his back. His hand reaches for the door knob, but as he turn the knob, he stops. He slowly releases the door knob and backs up. He turns, and strides away as if nothing ever happened.

Once Ronin arrives at the the inn he puts one hand on the grip of his sword and begins to walk up the to the door. As he is puts his on the door to open it, he pauses and listens. After a moment he pulls his hand from the grip of this sword and walks into the inn. He walks and takes a seat at the closest table.

Sweat began to form on the palms of Esdel’s hands as he stood in silence at the door of the cottage that had beckoned him.  His pale cheeks grew red with anxiety as he tapped his boney knuckles against the wood of the door.  Esdel twitted with the ends of his shirt, running his forefinger and thumb against the grain of the fabric.  The young man’s gaze raised up as the sound of dragging feet made its way closer to the door. Rubbing his sweaty palms against his pants Esdel attempted to smile brightly as the door swung open. “Good Evening. You called for me? "

Trendran folds the note into his pack and sticks the pack under his cloak, he had found the location the mysterious letter indicated to. He calmly walks up to the door and, with one hand on the hilt of his sword, opens the door just a little bit. he looks through the sliver of open door to try and see any danger but cannot see much through the misty darkness. so he draws his sword and opens the door the rest of the way preparing for any sort of attack.

Temple stood outside of the door staring, grinding her teeth. She reaches for the handle then stops, then reaches for it again. A noise comes from instead causing her to grind her teeth harder. She knocks with her other hand, waiting for an answer. After a moment she opened the door, only to see a tall shadow cross the room.

Seline stood at the door, an unusual silence settled over the unfamiliar cottage. She looked around, a steady breeze stirred the wildflowers surrounding the path behind her. The wood under her creaked as she began to turn the brass knob.

Apollyon moves swiftly to the door of the old cottage. He grips the cold steel handle of the door. He opens the door slowly with gentle push. As he looks inside he says," You might as well come out before I have to come in and force you out" with a twinge of bold arrogance. After a moment with no response he yells," I have no time for your games".

Elaina patiently waited by the door when she hears footsteps leading up to the cottage. Moments later she hears a knock on the wooden door. She hesitates almost as if she was just going to ignore it. Seconds later she opens the door as fast as she can. she has her eyes closed scared of what is in front of her. As she opens her eyes she hears a deep voice say the words," Hello, Elaina."

Basil paces before the door. She notices that the wood is cracked and only held together by vines and moss. As she timidly opens the door, she prepares to talk her way out of a possible fight she would inevitably lose. She's taken aback by the glorious gold decor, the cottage becomes mansion-sized as she walks further in.

Ember slowly approaches the cottage. As she grasps the door nob she looks around cautiously. A breeze passes by while she opens the door. Ember's face becomes tense as she creeps toward a light in a distant room. Footsteps begin, and she quickly reaches for her pocket.

Titania puts her light blue hood up just past her eyes, slowly glancing at the people around her, processing the scents and sounds. She reaches for her bow just off her right shoulder ready to attack at any given minute. Suddenly, a dart flies just past her face, she abruptly pulls out her bow. Titania clears her throat and puts her hood up and announces to the people,"Who shot that! If you do not have the courage to claim your own arrow then you are the definition of a coward."

Eartha cautiously walks up to the door with a relaxed face and body and takes her poisonous potion out of her pocket, holding it in her right hand. Eartha proceeds to knock on the door and calmly waits for an answer.

Rina walks up to the cottage, looking through the little glass window to the right of the door and sees nothing but darkness. Her body tenses up because she does not know what to expect when she enters door. She stands there in the front of the door, her face tightened up, and thinks of all the possibilities this could lead to. Rina takes a deep breath and slowly turns the handle of the door.

Chimodo stares at the door. If you knew him well you would realize flashbacks from war start to flash in his head. He begins to shake, he doesn't shake from the violent images; but with the fear of remembering his dark past, one that he was so fortunate to forget. A hesitant sigh escapes from his lips as he reaches for the door.

Oddir arrives at the abandoned cottage. A cold wind suddenly pickups and a raven flies in his direction. His expression turns to worry as he grasp his amulent around his neck and mutter some hymns in hope that the divine protects him. Once finished, he readies his staff and reaches for the door.

Haja looks to the door and with a tense jaw opens it in a flurry, a charmed amulet at the ready. "I don't want nothin' funny! So ya' better be ready---and don't try nothin' funny," she warns.