Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-11457306-20140712122513/@comment-11457306-20140721011632

Saga gasped and stepped back. It was long ago. Surely whatever had attacked the men was dead by now. She looked up into the gloom, toward the ceiling of the tunnel far above her head. Casting a magelight spell, she tossed it up to stick to the ceiling, then climbed the stones, skinning hands and knees on the rougher parts. When she reached the top she found it--a small opening. Pushing with both hands and all her strength, she managed to dislodge enough rocks to make a small opening, enough for herself to squeeze through. Enough of the light reached the other side to tell her that the cavern was still intact. The breeze grew stronger and with it the stench of a living beast. Muffled sounds reached her ears, of movement and deep grumblings.

It still lived.