Oskar frowns, "I don't have a crowbar, but even that might not be enough. If those things can turn to mist then they must have a way in. Maybe a small hole or something. Of course that won't help us much get to them."

ooc:
To bad we don't have dynamite. :evil

IC:
Oskar frowns trying to think of something. "If the caskets don't have a hole or way for the mist to get in, then perhaps these are'nt the undead that we need to fight."

Oskar begins to search the walls for any secret doors or pannels where other casets might be hiding.
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<font color = black>Standing at a massive 4' and a few inches Oskar usually has a cigar in his mouth with a large silk cloak that forms around him like the night. He has a bald head, but usually wears a well to do black felt hat.
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<font color = grey>** His face looks like the Dwarf in the PHB with the bald head, dread lock beard and rings his his ears. He resembles a Dwarven Mofia man. **