During the night the watches spot a few curious animals coming near the house, wondering who has taken up residence there again. They stay only to catch a few glimpse and smell the air before quickly diving back into the underbrush.
Amazingly for this time of the year it does not rain overnight, and you wake up reasonably rested. The sky is overcast, and the temperature is already climbing as you collect your belongings. After an hour of study and meditation you quickly break your fast, fill your waterskins from the slightly sulpher-tasting well and head back towards the Cairn.
From what you can tell (OOC: Search and Spot checks) nothing has changed at the entrance, all is as you left it. Lighting your lanterns and torches, you head back into the underground passages, a smaller, yet somewhat wiser group than marched in the morning before.