Walking past the skeleton her eyes lock on the pool of blood, then it hits her, the rest.. didn't have that. A fresh.. 'kill' of the castle. She shakes it off, yet the sight of the pierced skeleton lying on the ground in a pool of it's own blood still stays in the back of her mind, approaching the iron door she looks around for traps on the other end. Then attempts to slip through, if she's to big, she'll attempt to open that door.<br/><br/>(She's got a strength of 13.. dnd strength.. just for reference sake.)