The Sorceror Hunters sit around a fire. My beer's warm. A light illuminates Marron's face from below. I am Marron, Prince of the Undead. I have come for your soul.
Closed doors lead to various bedrooms.
Focus on a door on which is written, in childish scrawl with a heart dotting the i, 'Mi-chan', and below that, in professional text, Mirufiru, Haz Knight. A scream is heard from behind it. His hair is a disgusting shade of puce. His reflection has lighter hair, a mole, and a bosom. For example, my eyes can see straight through your armour.