[KQ] Hush

archebold Fear is the price of imagination Muttering silent curses with each dipping step, Archebold had pressed forward about halfway before he glanced over the area. Walking stick taken in his hand as his eyes squinted at the sight of the absent gargoyles he had just passed moments ago. "Should have figured this not to be uneventful..." The creatures could be anywhere, he was no fool in assuming such. Dark eyes glancing around up and over and around himself. They were no doubt lurking about...He could backtrack unless they were waiting for him, or press forward where that was a possibility as well. Archebold chose to press forward, had he been deterred he would prefer it being while making forward progress. Archebold would tap a nearby wall twice before advancing. His walking stick serving as a defense against magic, had there been any luming around he dark trenches. The former guard captain his himself at the ready as he cautiously, swimmingly advanced forward.