Clara
*Horace stand in the cross space between the two rooms. His eyes drifting over the burnt and aged rooms. Nothing was left untouched by the flame oh so long ago. What could they hope to find here? Not much he guessed. But it seemed that small amount was enough for Yakaiyo, cradling her possession gently.*

*The mere sight... The elf couldn't help but bar his teeth as he kept himself quiet. A mother, a wife, a person... This country, these people had taken all of that away, hadn't they? Doubtless, something had to be done to prevent a tragedy like this from happening. As to what, Horace couldn't quite say...*

*A quick thought would pop into the elves mind however. Asake probably would of had the pendant on in her last moments. So where was Asake? A distinct lack of bodies would then catch Horace's attention. The same could be said of Hakaze, no left overs at all. They could be up somewhere else, deeper into the castle's depths...*
Judy
*The treton moves into another room, structured similarly. This time though, there's nearly nothing, besides a burnt futon, a couple diagrams of the human body, and what seemed like a practice dummy made of a soft material.*

"Ah, Nodako. He was... A bit weird, I admit. He wanted to be a doctor, a surgeon, though I think he was a bit more sadistic than that if you ask me. Studious, just like his sister, but with a more hands on approach."

*Despite saying that they should keep moving, Yakaiyo couldn't help but reminisce, ending up being distracted by her past. There was a memoir to find, but Yakaiyo couldn't stop remembering the past.*

"And one time, we found him cutting open a pig's liver. We were horrified at first, seeing him covered in blood. The reaction on his face was priceless!"
Vanessa
*She gracefully followed suit behind Yakaiyo, again finding herself cutting Horace as she walked past. She wasn't actively trying to be in the middle, if she had her choice she'd be in front.*

*Celeana didn't care for this room one bit. It was unsettling to see so many drawings of the human body. Nodako was a little sadistic? They had people like that at the mines where she came from. She'd push the thought out of her and imagined Nodako to be a gentle soul.*

*She began looking around for something not charred to ashes for the Vampiress. Stepping into the room for a better look entirely.*