Brogg:
Once again, the might Odin grants his disciple great favor. Dave, Few men can command a wight to take a seat.
But, what the hell do we do now? I have no magical weapons, unless I bash him with my shield.
How long will this last?
I suggest that we take what we can and leave. Dave, Fist of Odin, perhaps you can wrest your mace from Mr. Reddings.
Rob, while Dwayne is seated, I quickly begin to loot his chamber. Are there any other exits?