Rosalia and the others eyes adjust to the dim light, and can make out more of the cavern...
Something has dwelled in this rough oval cave for many years, as evidenced by the piles of garbage, old bones,and scattered items found here. The floor is thick with debris, six inches deep of bones, dirt, and loose rocks along the edges of the room. The chamber's center holds a crudely-dug fire pit, while a thick pile of blankets and furs lies against the eastern wall. An iron spike driven into a crack in the western wall by the caves entrance serves as a hook for a dark lantern. From the shadows on the eastern side of the cavern, a grumble of a voice announces, "Logbrag strong, not weak! He not listen to voices. NOT go with you!"
The voice comes from what can only be the ogre you've all heard about; only there is something wrong with him. Green glowing eyes pear out from a jet black face. The black skin of his back is covered in rancid, oozing pustules. Smears of blood and black goo can just be made out on the wall where Logbrag appears to have tried to scratch himself. He is leaning up against the stained wall, not currently threatening.
[sblock=Map]
|xy|A|B|C|D|E|F|G|H|I|J|K|L|M|N|
| 0█████████████████████████████
| 1█████████████████████████████
| 2█████████████████████████████
| 3█████████████████████████████
| 4█████████████████████████████
| 5█████████████████████████████
| 6█████████████████████████████
| 7█████████████████████████████
| 8█████████████████████████████
| 9█████████████████████████████
|10█████████████████████████████
|11█████████████████████████████
|12█████████████████████████████
|13█████████████████████████████
|14█████████████████████████████
|15█████████████████████████████
██
Tuk=█ Roderic=█ Grok=█ John=█ Rosalia=█ Scrag=█ Jakobee=█
Thrindar=█
Logbrag=█
██████=brighter area lit by coin in the middle
[/sblock]