Dornikal and The Fly loop around to the closest doorway, joined by the rest of the party who has come pounding up the path. Through the heavy oaken doors they charge down tiled hallways past empty offices before turning down the connecting hallway that Dornikal witnessed the canine creature dispatching guards in.

There are drops of blood where the bolt struck the creature, and to Dornikal's nose they still have a bit of sulfurous stench. Heading further down the hallway, the come across the body of the guard who he witnessed falling.

Senses alert, the party looks down the nearest connecting hallway of the new building, it seems there are classrooms or lecture halls on the left, while the hallway continues on into a foyer area, a flash of light in the darkness and a sudden cry of pain before all goes still again.

Ulmwin can't help but give a quick examination to the fallen guard...

Medicine 18

But hearing that cry and flash of light he likely won't loiter long.

Randy looks grim, loosens his rapier in his sheath, pulls up the hood on his cloak, and then proceeds towards the flash with an arrow nocked on his dragon bow. 

Stealth (w/ adv): 11

Dornikal dismounts the fly and gives it a hesitant pat.

"Good fly. Good. Aye'll ponder on yer name."

Later, Dornikal (probably) doesn't see Randy sneak off and mutters,

"Randy rushed off? No without meh!"

He takes off past Randy sword and shield at the ready.

Randy gives a startled look as Dornikal rushes past. He silently face palms then tries to move a little faster without breaking stealth.

((LEEROOY JEENKIINSS!!))

https://youtu.be/yOMj7WttkOA

With some of the party rushing in even further, Tinker joins the charge.  "Let us hope we can resolve this quickly."

((I tried explaining Leroy to my daughters last week. They didn't get it.))

(( :D ))

The guard looks well and truly dead, even Ulwin's quick glance can tell that, though Coljin pauses briefly to offer a prayer over the body. Longarr, dwarven civilian looks a bit pale and shaken, but grips his bark spud and mallet grimly.

The fly buzzes in delight at the praise from Dornikal, but pauses short of giving him a slobbery kiss as they haven't been the best received in the past.

Randy slips forward, only to have his hair and cloak blown about by Dornikal charging past where he's lurking behind a statuette in an alcove.

Pounding onward, Dumathoin's favorite evangelist leaps over a guard even more clearly dead than the first one, canine pawprints in the blood turning down a side hallway that he darts down, feet pounding on the tile as he moves past murals and other artwork, some of it damaged by what seems to be a running fight.

He arrives at a pair of wide carved walnut doors, one thrown wide and slightly askew on its hinges, the area within one of the likely many libraries on the University grounds. The room opens up into an interior atrium, book cases forming passages leading deeper into the room. Dornikal hears a shuffling sound, as of cloth on stone from behind a nearby desk.

The dwarf is followed shortly by the armored Tinker, arriving in a pounding and clanging of steel. Randy, keeping a more subtle approach, is matched in speed by Coljin, Ulmwin and Longarr, the group of them arriving after Dornikal and Tinker have entered the library.

The library is sporadically lit by some eternal flames in enclosed sconces, casting a soft dim red light through the shelves. Randy notes a plaque alongside the door that reads:

The Atricia Primblepott Memorial Library
of Legends, Lore, and Legacies

Dornikal pauses and narrows his eyes at a potential trap behind the desk. Dornikal glances over at Tinker as he pounds up and directs Tinker to move around the opposite side of the desk as he takes a brief tick to scan the room and listen for other sounds.

Perception: 23

If that rustling is all he hears, he raises his sword and rushes the desk.

The rustling behind the desk goes still, but he's able to pick up shallow, panicked breathing. Not a foe, but someone terrified. 

Deeper in, be can hear a rustling of pages as if a book were cast aside. He's able to pinpoint the passage through the stacks that the sound emanated from.

Randy tries to read the room to see if he can figure out where the target  has gone.

Survival:7

((Okay, the system has it in for me.  It wouldn't give me a result until I refreshed it, and then gave me 1. Fine, we'll go with it. ))

Randy is unable to pick up anything trying to track.  He'll try listening. Perception:  10

Dornikal will wave at Tinker to get his attention, point at the desk and shake his head and then point with his sword at the passage he hears the noise from. If Randy, and the rest, notice the gesturing - good for them!

He will then proceed quickly and quietly down the passage.

Stealth: 19

((How wide is the passage? Is it a single file situation or could Tinker and Dornikal go together?))

Randy hears someone breathing behind the desk, and the rustling of pages from deeper in. Sounds maybe ahead and to the right.

((There is a more open atrium area, with floors of shelves and books above you, but once you get to the passage between the shelves, it'd be a squeeze to be going in side by side.))

((In that case, Tinker can bring up the rear. Dornikal is heading in all sneaky like.))

Tinker takes stock of the library, mildly relieved that it had not caught fire, before silently nodding to Dornikal's gestures and following, attempting to mimic the stealthy approach.

Stealth: 8

Dornikal slips ahead, moving through the labyrinth of shelves, before arriving at a far wall, a bit to his right is a door way to a separate collection. The gated door looks like it might otherwise be a sturdy barrier, but has been wrenched aside. Perhaps a room that contains books that aren't available to the average person?

Dornikal hesitates only briefly before proceeding in to the 'adult only' section of the library, Dumathoin is pretty open about that kind of thing.

Dornikal pushes through, and beyond a small seating area, there are a few stacks running perpendicular to the large back wall, where the robed figure stands, its back to you, but Tinker approaches, its ears twist about, catching sounds of movement. 

<You do not work here, you are under no obligation to die here. Let me find what I am looking for, and I will depart.>, a growling voice speaks into  your minds.