His foes were exceedingly well-hidden; Nordri only caught the slight creak of leather, before noticing the hidden foes, and barely managed to stay out of sight, himself. "A dozen foes. All archers, but one. Last one looks dangerous." He'd quickly sketch out the interior, and where he spotted the enemy - a terrifying crossfire, ready to assault anyone who dared set foot into the room.<br/><br/>The dimension door, with Nordri's advice, took them up onto a ledge overlooking the front door, where four of the assailants were waiting, their arrival accompanied by yelps of fright, as they spun to see that their sniping perches had been invaded!