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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Guilt Puppy" data-source="post: 3701172" data-attributes="member: 6521">Xiao: The mounds are smaller, varying between three and six inches across. The dirt where they are isn't raised much (in some cases, it's depressed); primarily they are noticeable for their visibly different texture compared to the unbroken, packed earth around it.As Raven digs, the Tourneans take a look around the camp. Harrold seems bothered with the camp's construction: "The posts are askew and the sides are uneven... Were they in a hurry?" The camp would look fine to any reasonable traveler's estimation, but given the number of times you've seen young Harrold take a palm this trip over an unlatched buckle or weak knot, his perspective is understood.About three feet down, Raven feels his shovel break through the dirt and squish into something softer. He hears a deep hissing sound, almost like a sigh, and catches a brief sight of a slick moving surface, almost like the side of a large snake. It is a deep dirty red with barely-distinguishable yellow-orange stripes, and the light glints off it as though it were wet or oiled. It moves, pulls downward, and disappears under a soft cascade of dirt after only a moment.There are thick streaks of a reddish-black substance around the tip of the shovel, thick and granular, almost tar-like in consistency.</blockquote>