Caelus and Oynar give the forward scouts a generous lead, then follow with the main group.
Razul lags a bit behind the main group, watching the flank. Just in case...
Morgrym helps the injured move a bit further in, every ready to intercept anything heading their way.
As Sarthonn enters the smaller cavern and sees the scouts closer than he had expected.
"How are things looking up there?" he calls, trying to be speak so that Naravash and Red Stick can hear but the sound does not carry too much farther.
Oynar pads along next to Aravashnial. "It is right here, and can hear you itself..."Oynar quips, though his tone, strange as the voice is, is light. The eidolon fields a few of the blind elf's questions, though the answers are sometimes strange or bizarley literal.
"Someone was here, recently? What is this place, anyway? Caverns beneath Kenabres?"
Keeping an eye open for danger, Red Stick carefully examines the pile of bones and equipment.
"Giant cockroaches! Watch yourselves!" Naravash focuses on the nearest bug, his eyes narrowing in search of a soft spot in the vermin's hide.
Just before the scouts discover the cockroaches, Oynar has been standing next to Aravashinal, letting the blind elf touch her head and flank, even touch the point of one of her triangular teeth. The eidolon seems amused by all the curiosity... but her head snaps around, ears flat, at Naravash's warning.
Sarthonn hears Naravash call out and looks in the direction of the sound.
Alerted to the presence of the cockroaches by Naravash, Sarthonn jumps into action.
"First maggots and now roaches. I had no idea the area under the city was so unclean. Watch yourselves!" says Sarthonn.
Drawing his Morningstar on the move, Sarthonn swings the weapon at the body of the closest cockroach.
Sarthonn feels the Morningstar slam into the body of the creature.
Hmm... Well at least there be no demons ta deal with.
Morgrym makes his way in front of the injured and readies to hit anything hostile that comes close with his Warhammer.
"It was only a pair, and they've been dealt with, Aravashnial. We did find a campsite though, seems to have been used somewhat recently too. It's safe enough now, you can all squeeze through that passage."
"Don't worry, Aravashnial, the next time we will save one for you to blast with magic, " says Sarthonn.
As everybody files into the cave, Sarthonn searches the campsite to see what he can learn.
Red Stick jumped back, watched as the roaches were dispatched, and shrugged.
"Let's see if they happened to find anything worth salvaging..."
He turns to root in the garbage.
Naravash helps root around the campsite as well, occasionally glancing at Oynar and wondering at the creature's patience with Aravashnial. Shaking his head, he remains silently grateful for the eidolon's distraction.
As the others search the campsite, Caelus, bidding Oynar to wait with Aravashinal, stands by the entrance that the party did not take, spear in hand, just in case.
Morgrym will watch over Caelus' back from where he stands, making sure to keep him in sight.
"Agreed, Anevia. We should keep moving as much as we can," says Sarthonn.
"You haven't, Horgus? That's rather important, actually, but it's yet one more mystery we can't worry about right now. Let's talk more about it once we're out of here and safe."
Red Stick moves on forward, bow in hand, keeping an eye out as he approaches the intersection ahead.
Naravash frowns as the group prepares to move onward, glancing once more at the bones. Inheritor help us or our fate might be the same. He kneels down briefly beside the remains, signs Iomedae's sword over the bones, and whispers softly, "Thank you for the supplies, friend, whoever you were." He then rises and catches up with Red Stick.
"Well, we've done well so far. Let's hope our luck holds."
Red Stick whispers to Naravash, "I think we should stick to the left cavern wall. That will make sure we don't get too lost down here."
Pointing to the east, he continues, "That would mean we go that way."
"Agreed. Mostly. I think we should look south first, just to ensure nothing can slip in behind us. If it looks clear after a hundred yards, we can pull back and head eastward like you suggest."
"Agreed. A quick glance south, and then east." Caelus and Oynar will take up their same position - a generous space after the scouts.
As the group begins to move, he quietly asks the blind wizard "Have you made much study of creatures of the Great Beyond, Aravashinal? Beyond what most crusaders pick up about demons, that is..."
Sarthonn stands at the intersection while the scouts go south.
"I'll guard here while you cover our back. Give a yell if you need me to charge down there, " he says to the scouts.
Naravash nods to Sarthonn and slips to the south quietly.
Naravash spies the ledge and the backpack, shaking his head at the treacherous climb. His eyes widen in realization after a moment and he fishes through his pack for something that might help. Smiling to himself, he draws out a length of rope and a grappling arrow, and after knotting and securing the rope to the arrow, fires up toward the ledge.
Naravash then takes his time hauling himself up the rope to the pack.
Recovering the pack, he returns to the group. "No trouble, but I did find this."
Razul stays mostly quiet on the walk, watching his fellows and keeping an equal eye on the darkness. So far he's seen more interesting sites than he has in a long time, but he's still not sure of his companions and their motives...
While Naravash heads south to check things there, Red Stick heads east, making sure that all paths are checked.
[ooc]Stealth:[/00c]
Sarthonn continues to stand guard at the intersection, making sure nothing can approach the group unnoticed from the rear .
Once again on guard duty. At least here there may be a need for it, he thinks to himself.
Morgrym turns to Horgus and says So yer a trained warrior? What weapon are ye comfortable with, assumin' we be in straights dire enough to require yer help?
Razul stares at the man. "Suit yourself."
Sarthonn speaks to Horgus. "Horgus, I don't have a rapier but you are welcome to one of my daggers if you don't posess a weapon. Are you interested?"
Sarthonn draws a dagger from his belt and hands it hilt-first to Horgus. "Let's hope you don't need to use this but it's better to have and not need than need and not have. If we find a rapier, you will be the first in line for it."