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I will stab the one on Qwinsea. Do I get backstab if its attached to him and can't move?

Mellyn flourishes her weapon at the things then turns to Qwinsea, trying to deftly stab the thing clinging to him without actually stabbing the man. She tries briefly to assess it for weak spots, but doesn't take too much time over it...

Mellyn slips up into the attic and looks around, her elvish eyes penetrating the darkness, aided by the dim light. she moves forwards, then pauses as Vestas speaks, eyeing the floor thoughtfully. She then glances down the hatch with a grin. "It looks like a bunch of junk. But I'll check a few boxes and stuff. But we might be able to see down into the top floor through the cracks if that would be useful... and so might anyone watching us, of course" Keeping a close eye for tracks she cautiously investigates a bit of the probable junk.

Mellyn follows the half orc up the stairs, looking cautiously around. She treads very quietly, as if trying to fool anyone listening into thinking there is only one person there. She eyes the attic thoughtfully. "I could try a glance into the attic if you want? If those steps don't hold you could boost me up..."

Mellyn observes the developing fight and tries to cut in behind the remaining critter. She's not very solid on where the back is, but if its trying to bite with one end the other might be vulnerable... Attack Damage

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Mellyn heads in to the room and looks around, smiling brightly at the ones she recognises and politely at the ones she doesn't. "Good day everyone! I hope you don't mind a late-comer joining?" She listens interestedly to vestas, glancing at the window. "Ahhh secret doors you say? I might be able to help with that" The elf glances around the room, focussing on the area the entity seems to have come from

Mellyn raises an eyebrow "I just walked in the front HOLY FREAKING CRAP!" She whips out her shortsword and follows Kerphi eyes flicking in all directions looking for anything the sound might have alerted...

Mellyn gives a cheerful wave "Yes I got your note! How could I turn down the chance to travel...with..." The elf tilts her blonde head and give him a curious look from her dark blue eyes, one hand tapping the pommel of the shortsword at her belt, supple body a little tense, and the slight glimmer of a Mage Armour spell clearly visible in the dark hall "Wait, did you say the house spoke?" She eyes the walls an ceiling with sudden suspicion