Reza silently complied and began to lead the way ahead, "I am Reza Kelm, I know Vicar here knows me, somewhat personally, I'm not all that bad though." Reza announced flippantly to the sister and the rest of the group. sure enough there was a large boulder protruding from the ground. The surrounding area appeared to be the same and his hideout's entrance didn't appear to have been breached. He looked back at the group, and to the beast who informed him of the undead underground. "I should highly doubt they're in my hideout, at least in my section anyway." Reza said arrogantly, he produced a small cylindrical piece of iron with a few notches on the bottom from his person and moved some small stones and grass out of the way"But uh... There is a series of old tunnels going through it, I've blocked them all of as they've collapsed, or just turn into dead ends" He said somewhat cautiously as he prodded the ground with his empty hand.

He finally found what he was looking for and stuck the bit of metal in a small hole in the ground, he turned the metal carefully and slowly, listening until an almost inaudible clicking of metal occurred, Reza switched his position and pulled up at the metal revealing that the metal acts as the key and the handle to his hideout. "Hold on." Reza said as he slinked into the hole, it was silent for a few seconds and if one were to look into the hole it would have been pitch black. Suddenly a soft orange light came from somewhere in the back of the hole, Reza popped up with a lantern in hand. He looked around for a moment making sure everyone was still there. "Come on then, I'm alive aren't I?" Reza said ushering the group into his pseudo-home. Reza went on ahead and began to look through his things, there were a few jars of vegetables, mostly pickled, some slabs of various meat kept in salt and other assorted goods meant to last.

Reza set the lantern down on a small table that was placed by a single chair, and in a corner was a dusty old cot. It was clear this place was meant to house one person but there was juat enough room for people to move about, albeit limited. The most notable factor of Reza's hideout was the various things he had stolen and not sold, undoubtly the group would recognize a few relics of the town here and there.