Konrad and Richard
It was a very good idea to peek behind the door and not open it wide. What Konrad sees there is more than a little disconcerting.
Harold is standing , smiling with a sort of an aloof grin. The posh, prim and very British butler is pretty much gone in this half-zen half-feral man. Or maybe that is just the impression Konrad got in that brief moment that he got a glimpse of a very, very big gun in the butler's hands.
Near him is a younger, leaner man with a drawn blade that looks like a modern short-sword.
Chris
Wooding walks into a room to find it empty, at least empty of people. It is a rather spacious closet, maybe 35 square feet and it is filled with various assorted crap from top to bottom. For example, there is a stand with about a dozen expensive-looking nicely-crafted throwing knives. That for some reason start to rattle violently in their housings when Chris gets near.
Konrad, Richard and Chris, roll Init. Chris, please also roll Perception and Int + Occ -1.