The dwarf immediately stops moving and gestures for the others to join him. Keeping low, which is easy for him, Dowkan points out the feature to the others. "A cleverly concealed defensive structure if ever I've seen one," he says quietly. "And if I were a cunning orc, and make no mistake, they be cunning blighters, then I might be usin' such a place to hole up. Would be no surprise to me should the tracks lead right to it - but to the front door where they'd be waiting for us with bows and such."
"I reckon it needs investigatin'," he suggests with a malevolent glint in his eyes.