The tunnel opens onto a ledge on the side of a larger cavern. To the right, the ground drops away into blackness, where the sounds of water come from. An ancient crane mechanism hangs out over the ravine. To the left, the roof of the cavern dips down to create a cave that extends away from you roughly 50 ft., and to the left about 40 ft., the ceiling reaching the floor.
Old crates and sacks are scattered around, and some have been gathered in the centre around a campfire that fills the cavern with flickering orange light. Gathered around the campfire are a group of 7 men, all dressed in the rags of prisoners but looking more well-nourished than most of the slaves.
As Wade stumbles, one at the far side of the fire stands up and the others look around, reaching for clubs. The standing man is Kane, an infamous figure amongst the slaves of the salt-mines, a bully who likes to push his weight around, surrounded by his thuggish croneys and, so it is rumoured, a snitch for the ur-men, granted privileges by your captors in return for keeping the other slaves in line.
"Well well," says Kane. "Seems the old man was right, looks like someone was hoping to get out this way." He grins a gap-toothed, evil, grin.
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Vela is slightly behind Wade, deeper in the tunnel (say about 5 ft.). The tunnel mouth is wide enough for two people to fit through. The men are about 20 ft. from the tunnel and from the edge.
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