After a brief pause the group moves forward down the passage way to the east. As they enter the narrow stone passage way a foul stench affronts their senses.
As they continue forward into the next chamber, a 20 by 30 foot room with a ten foot ceiling, the stench of death and old blood overwhelms the smell of troglodyte. The floor slopes down to the north wall where a narrow underground stream flows past. The sound of running water echoes off the low ceiling, and a burning torch near the stream sends rippling light patterns dancing off the wall. Racks against the walls hold the carcasses of forest creatures, some still draining their life’s blood on the ground, others mere skins left to dry.