Ki'lia smiled softly to herself as Varis acknowledged her right to strip the corpses of even their fallen comrades,
Well, it’s a cold hard world out there, not quite as cold with this cloak though. Good workmanship.
Not that she had much time to appreciate silver linings, as the odd looking lurker screamed her last few breaths blockading the door a strange and foul beast forced its way through the gap. Ki'lia had never seen such degenerate creatures before, they may have been elves once, or perhaps humans
Yes, more likely humans, that sloping brow... unfortunately its ears seemed to have been nibbled by particularly hungry mice making identification much more difficult. Even as she considered this however instinct took control and she launched a shower of bolts into the thing's chest. With all of the missile weapons they had at their disposal the man beast soon resembled nothing so much as a demonic pincushion.
Unfortunately it did not appear that the ghoulish beast had come alone and even as the first squealed its death agonies pinned to the table three more forced their way in. Ki'lia hesitated this time no more than the last, reacting before they could make their way in and engage the mercenaries in a swirling melee rendering missile weapons a liability Ki'lia fired at the right most creature.
So long as we can keep them bottled up at the door we should be fine, She said, voice projecting confidence she did not entirely feel. Nothing was ever quite the way it seemed with this necromancer, nothing was ever easy.
Ki'lia will concentrate her fire on ghoul number three, firing to the right of Varis, shifting position slightly if she has to in order to get a clear shot. She hopes to use missile weapons for as long as possible to keep them bottled at the door, however if they get through and into a melee with Varis and Khaleth (as I suppose they probably will eventually, especially if they come through the windows) she will drop the crossbow once again in favour of her sword and shield.
