Horse meat

Tiella stepped out into the yard and was met with the stench of death. A shrill whiney was cut short by a growl in the darkness. She winced at the sounds of breaking bones and tearing flesh that followed.

She realised she still held Lunas staff him her hand. It was an item of power she was sure, but it was distant as if hidden behind a cloud of... shadow was the best way to describe it. Still her half Elven blood called out to the magic as it did with the dagger. She saw that to access its power she would need to plunge into the shadow, to lose herself. She pulled her senses free. That was not a path she would willingly tread.

Silently she motioned for Majvoc to head back into the kitchen where they came face to face with Balar and Luna coming the other way.

"Something is coming in through the front." Balar whispered.

"There is another 'something' out back eating your horses." Majvok answered, eyeing the chest of money clutched under Balars arm.