Starlequin waited outside, leaned against the wall, as the others hemmed and hawed over the unfortunate Kendra. Through an open window he caught the first votes and hobbled in, every other footstep punctuated by the heavy thump of his walking stick. Sarena's comment about locked doors had him nodding.<br/><br/>"Lock them tight, to be sure...but should we be alone? Safety in numbers, after all," he said as he looked over the poor bedridden woman. "If we stay in groups of three or four, keep a steady nightwatch, we ought to be able to mount a solid defense against...whatever evil this place holds. Although to be honest, I'm not sure whose group I'd care to be in; Mr. Bigglesworth and<strong>Niferbelle</strong>both seem sort of sketchy, in my opinion..."