As I woke up from my slumber (or was woken up by Splug‘s bear-like snoring) I noticed my bedroll was a little lumpy. In my rush to go to bed I must have spread my bedroll on some rocks. Hopefully that won’t affect my limberness. As everyone woke up around me, I realized we were still in a hostile area and we needed to get a move on. Everyone thought this was a sound idea so we did. There were old weathered stairs leading downward into a black abyss, but being the brave group we are, this was the path we were taking. Valyn cast light onto his staff, Splug had acquired a sunrod, and Tyranny was insistent upon bringing a torch. As soon as he pulled it off the wall he threw it down the staircase, a hasty move. If my hood wasn’t on it would’ve singed my beautiful blonde hair! Anyways, the room was soon illuminated and the rustles of rats scurrying away was the only noise to be heard. Falkrunn mentioned something about a horse, I could swear she is losing her mind, hopefully someone will clue her in that these animals are quite different from horses. If not, I will have to draw her a picture of the difference. Once we were down there, I snuck into the icicle shaped rocks rising from the ground and hanging from the ceiling hoping to get some cover. Aw rats! No, no…literally…big ones, still definitely not horses but pretty big rats. I stand still hoping they won’t notice me, they move on for now. Meanwhile, I hear some kind of slimy, gross, slithering sound but am not sure what it is…I poke my head out of my cover only to be more confused by a repulsive blob covered in dirt and rat droppings slipping through another area like my cover. I immediately figure that if the blob can just go straight through this area then I might as well step out and fight.