Jibrīl Al-Las’as
Jibrīl gestures to de Courcy’s lantern.
I’ll go around sunwise, you go widdershins, and we’ll see what’s in here?
After checking that the Aralaise mercenary follows, and that everyone else is braced for what they might find, Jibrīl starts to slowly swing his torch around the room, illuminating the dark corners.
