"So, we are exactly 250 miles from the surface, and this stone establishment spans 150 feet both in length and width...." 

The salt and pepper haired Guardian mumbled absent-mindedly, typing and tapping along a hovering blue keyboard. Digging her way out would probably ruin the architecture, and that was out of the question. This place would be documented; another lost, ancient, and prized civilization under Gwyndolin's belt. 

The emptiness reminded her of Paleoth, but the advanced darkness made it more than uncomfortable. Nonetheless, she was eager to chart the uncharted in the name of Science.

She was just about to venture off and find the source of water when she felt as though something was off.

Her Spellglint glasses only reinforced this feeling as they picked up on a presence other than Salvatore's and her own. About 30 feet away, there stalked a humanoid creature that hovered over the ground, behind a gaudy slumping stalagmite. 

The MGIS keyboard dispersed into blue four-dimensional cubes of data and disappeared into the blackness.

:I sense its' intent as malicious.:

Ah, but Salvatore, you are quick to jump the gun, she thought as she put one foot forward in the direction of the creature, bending her back knee slightly. 

"You, there! Make your presence known!"

Despite her hesitation to immediately strike in this enclosed, wet, and dark space like an agitated viper, a hand raised to the hilt of her blade in a seemingly casual resting position.