Haunted House (Harbringr)

Harbringr eyed the cracked glass orb for a moment before walking into the room, Ari close behind. The room was full of strange figures tied up on strings. They were a mess of mismatched shapes. Some reminded him of the mannequins he'd seen on the Forgotten Isle. He heard a voice and glanced at Ari who stared back at him. Were there spirits in these things? If so, how exactly was he supposed to fix that?

"Hari, let's go back. I don't think we should be here." Harbringr eyed the nearest puppet, head cocking to the side as he examined it. He wasn't much of a crafter beyond making weaponry but he felt agile enough to grab one of these things and get a closer look. Hari leapt up, seeking to grab the nearest puppet in an attempt to pull it down from the roof. All the while keeping an eye out for more falling heads, limbs, butts and what have you.