[color=00746b][center][b]Marrec[/b][/center]
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[u]Night before[/u]: after seeing the two hunters to the basement, giving them a basic run down of the basic amenities, and telling them he'd be back in the morning, Marrec walked out. He locked the door and settled down for the night, waking only briefly to creep back in and remove the young man's weaponry. He could have disarmed the fellow earlier, but hadn't felt threatened and thought being sneaky might be less confrontational. He left the door unmanned only briefly to place the weapons and William's interesting shield in what amounted to a walk-in armory. After resealing the room, Marrec pulled out a spare cot, blanket, and pillow from a nearby closet and fell asleep with his body blocking the door. 

[u]Morning[/u]: Marrec slowly woke up, feeling the edge of soreness that assured him he was no longer a man who could happily sleep outside his own bed. A low groan announced him trying to sit up, followed by a yawn. He pulled out his cellphone, made note that the battery's life, and checked the time. There weren't noises from inside the holding room, but he supposed the fellows had been wandering around rather late into the night. As an afterthought, he wondered if he should have kept a closer eye on the young hunter, Ryan... sleeping with a head injury was pretty dangerous, he realized.

[color=00746b]“Oops,”[/color] he mumbled as he began to clean up his sleeping arrangement.