The stomping seemed to stop, the loud sound of roaring also seemed to cease after a little while and nothing happened? There was no more running nearby, so what was suppose to be his gift from the monstrous residents? Pursing his lips slightly he began to walk down the hall, almost marching with the heels of his armored boots making loud sounds as he made his way over to the front door of the castle. In the distance he could smell fire, the wind was blowing  in the way of the forest. Was there suppose to be a burning smell? It didn't sound like it was burning trees, it was more like a barbecue? No, it was too thin and too vastly spread to be just a barbecue. It was more like burning flesh, burnt stone, charred wood and blood.<br/><br/>Before pressing his palm against the door to open it, he blinked a few times. The monsters didn't get close enough to closest village to set it ablaze, he knew that, as their aggro would only let them get so far away from the dungeon. So could it possibly be that a scared girl was lead away from the fire? Maybe there was a war going on? Bandits pillaging a village? He had no idea, as he had no real reason to leave and see the world. He just did his job and protected and maintained the place so that adventurers could come and well, fight monsters and gain treasures.<br/><br/>Finally making up his mind, he placed his hand against the door and slowly pushed it open with two fingers, but it quickly came to a stop when there was an obstacle halfway. Arching a brow he would poke his head out the door, which was probably one of the most unsafe things to do. His eyes wandered down to a small elf which had collapsed at the front door. His eyes simply stared through her, his thoughts racing, his heart pounding. His eyes outlined her, picked out her qualities, every little curve, moist reflections and most of all her silver hair. Was this desire he was feeling? Swallowing hard without much of a single real expression on his face, he leaned down and grasped her shoulder. She was still warm to the touch, so she was still alive, so that was a plus.<br/><br/>Gently with one arm he would pull her up and over his shoulders and carry her inside. Letting the door close on its own volition and walked back into his office; sliding the door closed behind him with his foot. Gelt then made his way over to the desk and gently rested her upon the desktop allowing her head to rest on a pile of parchment.<br/><br/>Walking around to the other side of the desk, he would state,<span style="color: #00FFBF">"Market Box"</span>a semi-translucent window would appear in front of him with an diagonal keyboard for him to use. It hovered right in front of him and he started to type<span style="font-style: italic">Vitality Potion.</span>After a few seconds multiple choices popped up. Tapping one of them, a small pitch black sphere appeared on the desk, before fading away like smoke, leaving a vial of green liquid which extremely pungently smelled of spearmint mint. Picking it up he uncorked it and held it by her nose as it might work just like smelling salts to wake her up.