Leudigar sidles down the ramp like a cat stalking a bird... he hardly makes a sound as he descends 10ft, 25ft, 20ft. The foot of the ramp is less than 10ft ahead of him now, leading out onto a 30t square plateau littered with small stone and detritus, and bisected by two 15ft broad archways.
On this side of the arches, the tracker can see two tumble-down walls that might, once, have supported a roof over an ante-house in front of the arches. Whatever it was has long since collapsed; none of it is now taller than shoulder high to the ranger. Amid the fallen rocks there is an old brass brazier; the coals in it are burning low, creating heat, and the dim ocher glow that illuminates this place.
Through the arches, Leudigar dimly senses a deeper, darker space, that must be at least as large as that on this side. It seems cool and quiet, but smells uninviting even from here...
Leudigar? Anyone up top doing anything?
the Elf Medium (MV 12", AC 9, HD 1, hp 1/1, AL N) great cloak, lantern
; spells: color spray; scrolls: sleep, sleep, charm person
Hirelings: Georges; torch