The skeletal draugr milled about outside their door, in numbers like they had seen during their panicked flight the night before – only this time, their interest had been caught by the people in the room.
“Do you they want the gem?”
“Almost certainly.” Eydri’s voice echoed Troa’s just a heartbeat behind.
“They were just milling about, like we’ve seen before, until right after you opened that box,” Troa explained.
“The only thing draugr seek more than wealth is flesh,” Eydri added. “Even if I hadn’t named the thing, one of them could have seen it.”
They were starting to press at the door, now. Further back, Einarr thought he saw the large, fleshy bodies of stronger draugr. “Fine. This still doesn’t fit with their behavior last night.”
“This is Hel’s domain.” Eydri’s voice was low and flat. “Care to lay odds that she wants it?”