[Mirandir]

Hakon, being fearful of this group of people and what might happen to him decided to spend his night in an inaccessible room on the fourth floor. He then proceeded to lock himself in so that he could have a nice and peaceful sleep. He spent the time dreaming innocent dreams and then woke up suddenly while he was being strangled. While suffocating and dying he spent the time trying to figure out how this killer could possibly have gotten into his room.

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The bear licked his chops before turning to leave the room. Getting in would have been quite the struggle for a normal person, considering all the locks on the door, but a quick swipe of a clawed paw had taken care of that. He was heading back to his own room to catch a few more zzz's before morning came but was ambushed in the hallway by four figures.

"Oh...hi guys," the bear said nervously backing into a corner. Upon examining the motion, that probably hadn't been the best of life choices.

"Oh, it's you," the leader of the pack said, mildly surprised. "Guess we'll be taking care of the village on our own then."

"Thanks for killing the Seer for us," one of his packmates snickered. "We really appreciate it."

"Yeah, anytime," the bear grinned meekly, casting a wary glance at the very sharp claws the wolves had chosen to display.

"You die now!" One of the wolves was apparently quite happy with the prospect.

"Oh crap." With that, a flash of wolfish teeth and claws flew into the air and attacked the bear.

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Morning dawns and everyone awakes. They start a fire to make breakfast and the smoke pours into the kitchen instead of out of the chimney.

Fea complained “Who did not open the flue?”

McCaber responded “It was definitely open.”

“What could be the problem then?” chimed in Greenie.

Zil gave a deep sigh and said “I’ll go look.”

He climbed up the stairs to the next fireplace where the chimney comes through… “The blockage isn’t here” he yelled down. This process was repeated until he found the shredded remains of Hakon's door. "I think I might have found the problem!"

Upon entering the room, the group found obvious signs of a struggle. Pillow feathers were strewn across the room haphazardly, and the blankets on the bed were rumpled on the floor. But, there was no blood.

"Well this is strange..." Lari comments, looking around. Nods of agreement follow her statement.

It wasn't long before Sauce spotted a pair of legs sticking out of the fireplace. "I think we just found Hakon."

They pulled him out and discovered the obvious signs of strangulation.

"Guess people really are going to die..." wilwa commented. Silence fell again.

"Is anybody else missing?" Roa asked, looking around. "Wait, where's Boro?"

After confirming that no one had seen the man in question yet that day, they headed down the corridor towards his room. Before they turned the corner, however, a gruesome sight met their eyes.

There was Boro, lying in a pool of his own blood. The source of the spill was quite obvious. His neck had been severed almost completely through.

"It's like Harry Potter..." Lari whispered. Everyone opted to ignore her.

Upon closer examination, they found patches of fur and a bear's ear still on Boro's body.

"He was the bear? Who knew?" Nog said. "Well, I guess the wolves did us a favor then..." That knowledge was little comfort to the mourning group.