Manor of Origin (REDUX)

Faux nods in acceptance as Chariot focuses his senses on the hallway wreathed in flames.
As the fire spreads under the doorway at the end of the hall, frantic hissing can just barely be heard over the roar of the flames. It lasts for a few moments as the group watches the door shake as things slam against it, then it goes still.
Chariot just about to finish his observation, satisfied that the plan had worked, when he heard something else at the far end of the hall. A small groan, Chariot strains his ears, frantic coughing…

Then a sound that’ll likely haunt all those involved for quite sometime. A very human screamed despair and agony.

Faux hurries around the corner and retches as the scream only increases in volume. The child huddles down hugging her knees and covering her ears.

It’s impossible to say how long the screaming lasted, but it feels like forever. Eventually the scream fades to a whimper, then the whimper fades into silence.
Shortly after the flames finally smolder away, leaving naught but a hallway untouched by flames, and whatever is left behind the door at the end of it.

A malicious laugh fills the silence, making its presence known before fading away just as quickly.

As the door slams open the first the to hit Chariot and Banshee is the smell. It’s sickly sweet, and combined with heavy smoke it makes the eyes water. The first sight the pair sees at the threshold of the door is the ashy remains of giant spiders. Then at the center of the room, which they subconsciously register is a bathroom, is a human corpse. Or at least what is assumed to be a human corpse, it’s flesh is charred in most places, it’s clothing all but burnt away. No color can be discerned besides black and red, the flesh still sizzling. It’s face down, arms stiffly at its side, it’s legs together, likely tied up somehow though the bindings have burned away.

The magic floods over the corpse, but unfortunately it is far to late to save them.
Then Banshee’s magic resonates.
Origin Registered: Tomoe Gozen

From around the corner Faux’s thumb appears with a shaky affirmation. You can hear him getting the dry heaving under control.

After scooping up the child the new surroundings are fully accounted for. The flames have revealed a door just south of the bathroom containing the corpse. In the hallway to the north are doors to the west and east as well as door in the north capping of the hall.

The door swings open easy enough. Inside you find more ashy remains of spiders, littered around a rather large billiards room. Two pool tables complete with balls and cues sit oddly untouched by the flames. As does the chairs and other furniture and accessories, all undamaged save for a light dusting of soot. A door sits on the western wall.