Chapter 1: Meeting the Cuckold Moose

The cool, large cavern still wreaks of rotten flesh and is oddly quiet now with the murmurs gone.

Xhava looks around the Nothic's cubbyhole, though only finds the rats eating the creatures decaying tongue. The ranger gained favour amongst the flesh eating pests. The Goliath can see that the wagon needs horses to be pulled, though he is confidently big enough to handle it himself... for how far is another question.

The group has explored the cavern area, however, like the storage room with the wagon, the basement expands from the chasm into several hallways. The coolness settles, nipping at your feet. The rotting smell still lingers in the air. You feel more aware of your surrounds now that the murmurs died with the Nothic.

Malethor calmly makes his way down the eastern hallway, the old stone walls made for a narrow passage. He turned south for a moment, then looked east to see a peculiar dead end.