Jinx looks about the first room with great interest, particularly at the broken bits of pottery and the ewer in the corner. When Sir Merrick turns and exits, the gnome natters about missing a good opportunity to explore but follows anyway. "Brown robes, Bauble, did you see 'em? And brown bits of guttered candles, too! Blood or mud, do you think? Tsk, tsk, shame to not look arou--OW! Damnable cat!" Jinx, absentmindedly trailing after Sir Merrick to the next room, had stuck a hand into Bauble's riding basket to stroke the cat's luxurious white fur, only to be reminded by the pierce of a claw and the rasp of a fang that Bauble does not like such overtures.
Sucking the blood from the web of skin between his thumb and forefinger on his right hand, Jinx looks about the area with great interest. "Quite different from the last room. Just look at the color of the robes, for example. Totally different in hue and design. And this black scum, the trident...I say! It's just as the archer bandits claimed! Different elements, and this one looks to be water. If we look around a bit more, no doubt we'll find one staging area for each elemental order of priests. The last one would've been earth. This is water...I'm sure we'll find air. Or fire...always get those two mixed up...air, fire, air, fire..." The gnome continues to natter.