Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-4356155-20131201232055/@comment-5543592-20131205014341

With no response Daithi ventured forward a bit more and found an elevator shaft.

"The grease here has just been displaced, meaning it was recently used..." He muttered to himself. He yanked the lever back towards himself and an elevator popped back up. He deduced that this evidence along with the opened crate, looted armory, and signs of battle, such as upheveled dust and of course dead bodies, that he was on the right track. He fight his short thickly muscled form into the elevator and yanked the lever down, and he descended. Upon exiting the elevator, he followed more tracks, hoping to find some clues as to were the last "team" went...