When Leifr arrived with the others, hauling horse in tow, Fiore immediately asked Leifr's opinion. Leifr exhaled harshly in irritation, but Leifr quelled his annoyance. Now was not the time to be angry at each other, he thought to himself. Leifr glanced at the house Fiore was talking about before closing his eyes and running a hand through his hair. Lyrisa seemed to share Fiore's opinion of holding up in that area and staving off the creatures. 

Leifr suddenly remembered the brass key from the bandit leader. When they searched the camp earlier, the very hut Fiore was pointing to had a door on the northern side. Maybe it was the key for that door? If that was so, Leifr could probably lock themselves inside and wait out the creatures, or Leifr could just lock the others in hiding and try luring the monsters away. Leifr bit his lower lip in thought, then quickly snapped the reins and headed towards the door. Both of these ideas only worked if the key was for this door in the first place and only if the door wasn't able to be smashed open.

Quickly jumping off his warhorse when he was near, Leifr ran into the hut and towards the door.

“The bandit that wielded two axes had a key on his person. If they were resting here and planned to take it over, perhaps this key...”

Leifr tried pushing the key into the lock. There was a chance that this key was for something else, perhaps a chest they buried elsewhere, but Leifr didn't have time to hesitate. It either worked or it didn't!