Just then, the door kicks open, revealing five men, just inside. The two in front are carrying wicked-looking morningstars, while two behind are aiming crossbows at her. The fifth one stands between, and behind, the two crossbowmen, wearing blood-red robes. A name floats above his head: Jakros, Lieutenant of the Pit Vipers. That can't be good.<br/><br/>"Put down your weapon and surrender," Jakros snarls, raising his hand, apparently preparing to cast a spell, should she not comply.