The Story

Jotna curses and sits next to Elma for a moment. She reaches into her pack and pulls out a dollop of lard, enough to get her through the day at least. She grimaces and eats it.
"Want any?" she offers to Elma.

Then she stands and starts looking around at the walls, as well as trying to see if the water goes someone they could follow. If the area is otherwise dry, there might be an exit?

As she does so, though, she keeps her distance from the water’s edge, saying, "Maybe… don’t disturb the water?"

Jotna scratches her head.

Borda will take a moment to sit and eat. Watching the other for a moment before resuming looking for a way out. He doubts there's enough life down here to keep something dangerous alive in the lake, but it's not worth chancing.

"Eh, not ready for a bath anyway."

Keftar picks a dryish spot away from the lake's edge and horks down a day's worth of rations. He'll allow Elma and anyone else who needs it to drink from his waterskin if they are so inclined. Who knows if that lake water is any good. His stomach has been growling from only subsisting on the porridge Turo gave them earlier and he cracks a smile as he finishes his food.

Finally, as Turo finishes his apple, Keftar decides to answer Turo's question from earlier before they entered the underground lake "room."

"What does it look like I could bring? I got this log from your place after all! I got a hammer too in case anyone has a nail. I don't know if a compass would help, but maybe something that could point the way out would be nice!"

Keftar looks a little huffy and crosses his arms. He sullenly watches as Borda looks more around the place.