"Even coming underground," Rhyldaer smirked and looked back over his shoulder at the second drow after watching Straw and Harper begin to light lanterns. "Almost makes it too easy when they come straight to us," he said, moving aside slightly so that the female drow could get a better look at their quarry.

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While Zed examined the print, the archer stood relaxed, but alert, letting her eyes roam over the outlines of the ruins, looking for movement or other signs they might not be the only ones here, but nothing caught her attention. She nodded her head in agreement with Zed's remarks. "Probably a good idea. Whoever left it could be long gone by now," she said, not sounding particularly confident that was the case.

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Meanwhile, Straw was holding a lantern steady so that Harper could light the wick. He glanced around the ruins himself as if looking for something, but even knowing they were there, probably watching right this second, Straw could not spot the drow. It unnerved him slightly every time he came here, but he was well practiced at keeping his emotions to himself and gave Harper a confident grin. "Bound to be a way down to the lower level somewhere around here. Everyone keep an eye out for one."