Gerald crawled along behind without any complaints. Making his way to the end of the shelves and hopping off. He opened one door and quickly slammed it shut before opening up another one and walking in. Painted glass windows let some light into the room in which a large frozen man stood staring at them. The chapel behind him was frozen solid. It remained there with its frozen sword which it then lifted and pointed. He ran his cold glove of a hand across his neck threateningly with what looked like the staff of the spear mounted to the wall behind him. "Well I'd doubt I could convince him to just hand over the shaft. I guess we get to kill him" The large man stayed where he was waiting for someone to come forth to challange him.