Corila had nodded her greeting to the new Human man, who was apparently named Verric, he was a cleric of Dol Dorn so he said. moved with the rest of the group when they had walked towards the tavern, respite from the rain and a warm fire sounded a far better place than being under a bride and freezing cold. She had pulled her cloak around her tighter, in preparation for the rain, but hadn't needed to. The Gnome apparently had some kind of umbrella, though she should have expected it, she hadn't. But at least it helped against the cold.<br/><br/>Like the others she had stopped dead in her tracks when they spotted the prone form of a Humanoid, she assume that he was dead, or at least in a critical condition. When she saw the Gnome, Zook, point at a window at the metallic figure inside it. Perhaps on some unspoken cue, another man walked cautiously towards the group. He had a hand upon the hilt of his weapon, perhaps ready to attack, or just being cautious as his movement would suggest.