Two Elves and a Fiend

Bang!

Taryn heard the sound of her front door getting forced open. She gave Daphne one last angry sigh before she walked over to her door, using her walking stick to keep herself stable. 

Once she got into the part of the tavern where guests were entertained, she noticed that her front door had not just been forced open but was hanging loosely on its hinges. 

But that was all, there was no one in the room.

'A thief?' She wondered as she walked closer to the door to observe the extent of the damage. 

When Taryn got close enough she noticed that it was as though the door was punched open. The locks had bent under the pressure, the wood had splintered and it was a second or two away from falling off. 

Taryn heard a cracking sound and grabbed onto her stick tightly, half expecting that a thief would jump her from outside, but after some time, nothing happened. 

Drip! Drip!