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Cyan's darkvision let's her see ahead of the dim light from the staff, that she uses to check for anything that might trip her up. Carefully moving forward looking where she puts her feet and then looking ahead the dragonborn leads the group about forty feet down the large opening.
*flutter* *flutter*
Looking up quickly Cyan catches what looks like a bat flying up from the ground, thirty feet away, towards the rough ceiling. Looking back at the ground along where it came from she sees the form of a small humaniod lying on the ground, unmoving.
Near the form is a toy wooden sword.
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