Creamsteak
Explorer
The monk is dead. They had no wealth on them, only their singed robes.
The party now stands at the entrance to some kind of cavern.
The party now stands at the entrance to some kind of cavern.
An enormous chasm splits the earth as far as the eye can see in the pervasive subterranean darkness. A crude, narrow stairway hugs the rock alongside the chasm, twisting madly in hairpin turns around sharp outcroppings.