The badger heads down with you, its snarling and agitation increasing as you progress.
At the end of the tunnel around the curve a large room expands before you, smoothed out with more care than the tunnels and caverns through the rest of the burrows. A simple straw bed lies to the west, and a series of crudely constructed chests and crates lines the
western wall. But that’s not what draws your attention the most.
The sound of rats has been constant throughout the tunnels, and it is nearly deafening here.
Finally you see why. Near the northwest corner of the room, a five-foot patch of ground seems to literally bubble and churn with rats. Countless rats tumble forth from the area, scattering across the room and eventually running into the honeycomb of small tunnels perforating the walls of the chamber. Even as you watch, dozens of rats spawn from that part of the room and head into the complex of tunnels.
A wooden staff, a tattered green cloak, a length of rope and a leather satchel stick out from
beneath the churning pile of rats. The badger snarls at the rats in every direction, including the walls, and even the bed and the crates. Its attention is focused mostly on the swarming mass though.