Elwyrr shook his head, as they reached the door. "Humans... you would give a man the ability to kill, with greater power and precision than a master archer, with virtually no training? And anyone can acquire one of these 'firearms'? You live such short lives, you should be focusing on living them, not on how to end them more quickly," he said, as he disabled the protective ward, and led the way inside.<br/><br/>There were still a few signs that this building was once owned by a power-mad wizard, though Elwyrr has worked ahrd to remove most of it, making it a room that looked fit for receiving guests, instead of a defensive bastion designed to murder them all. It could still do that, of course; he wasn't stupid, but it wasn't quite so obvious.