Guran jumped the pit, landing on the southern edge. As he jumped, he thought he saw movement inside the hole at the western edge of the bottom, but when he looked after jumping, nothing could be seen. Colden's eyes were sharper. "There's something with fur down there in that hole." The warrior was last to jump, but did so ably without interference.
Once all were across, Fulgrim tinkered with the locking mechanism, jamming it in place and fixing shut the door to the pit trap. He tested it by putting his weight on his weapon. Satisfied the door would hold if the group needed to re-cross the pit, he gave the all clear.
The newest hallway stretched 40' to the west. Twenty feet from the furthermost east corner of the hallway, a corridor branched off heading south. All was dark. Roscoe shuffled forward to make room for the others to bypass the pit. He peered down the corridor, aided by the light on his shortsword, and noted the corridor was 15' long. There was a door at the end of the corridor, on the west wall. The door was wooden but lay in shambles. The room beyond it was dark.
The westernmost end of the hallway doglegged sharply south, bending out of sight. All was quiet.
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All hallway and corridor lengths include both ends/intersections.
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