Paying no mind to the boy with the eagle, Renan continued into the woods. A few minutes into his walk, Renan came upon a tree marked with a Roman numeral six. He grimaced as he remembered what the symbol stood for, and he tried to take his mind off of it. Approximately a few meters in front of the tree was a row of stones, each a few feet in diameter, and a pile of sticks and leaves which he moved to uncover a trap door. He soon lifted one of the stones to uncover a hole that led down to a pile of hay in a trough. He dropped his sword, crossbow, and other supplies onto the hay before heading over to the trap door and jumping down.

A second later, a splash could be heard as he plunged into an underground pond that was fed by a small waterfall. Swimming to the stone shore, Renan looked around at the carved out cave that he had entered, and smiled before reclaiming his goods from the trough and lighting the various torches about the grotto. He then took a moment to look at the other hay troughs whilst hoping that the group would know to drop their goods before jumping into the pond. He wasn't particularly in the mood to play lifeguard, but was even less in the mood for a drowning. Tonelessly sighing, he sat on one of the stone beds and waited for the rest of the group.