Ummm, Serge." Wren started as she rose and checked her weapon belt and haversack, "I thought that you and Sim were going to stroll the street with detect undead spells or something to try to figure out the right house." she offered as she pulled on the boots that the watch had offered them the day before for the seweres, to keep their feet and lower halves relatively dry and clean. "Yesterday, the largest group we encountered was 4 and most of us couldn't get close enough to engage, the wights aren't that strong overall, just hit them and get back out of their reach."