With that, Darv, the gnome archivist, heads out the door, back to the camp site, to keep the 'home fires burning', so they say.
The priest and mechanical man slowly drag the bodies out of the Steading and into the brush nearby. But the blood stains and spatters remain, as well as a bloody trail into the brush....
All of the newcomers retrieve their gear from the bag from the lead giant.
Luckily, no one giants are seen entering the entryway from any of the doors during this time.
You head up as a group to the corridor that Void just explored. (There are just 6 of you, correct?) You reach the intersection that he described -- large door to the immediate west, continue on in the corridor to the north, or a door to the northeast.
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A familiar dark gurgling voice once again invades your head,"Well, you sssssseemed to essssscape our grassssssp oncccce again, but then again, my ssssssservant had ordersssssss to leave your brain intact for my pleasssssssssure, so he will be punisssssshed for hisssssss zeal. Resssssst assssssssssured your comradesssss bodiessssss will be put to good ussssssse."
A hideous laughter fills your head.
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