He looked around, and then followed the party, murmuring for them to take their time. "There is no telling what is here, but I am betting the majority is undead, and time won't make a difference to them. They will be just as dangerous in five minutes as they will be in five hundred years. So we should be cautious, and do this right and well the first time. After all, I don't know about you people, but I am distinctly allergic to the point ends of weapons."<br/><br/>He glanced at the door, but he pretended to only have the spotting ability of a magic user, letting the door slide past him without notice, though he did help Cerulean notice it, before the hobgoblins noticed them.