jem the mercurial (and cowardly)
"i don't know that i'd say it's walking exactly... sounds like something out of those ghost stories you used to tell, my friend," she nervously quips to tym, "something bone chilling or blood marrowing or .... stories about something dragging itself along the floor"
then, with a hopeful nod to lyran, she murmurs, "sounds like a cue for our new friend the cleric, mayhaps."