Alph didn't appear to have a problem with Gale's rash actions, in fact, he seemed to have been about to do that himself.  The interior of the hut was a little disappointing, but Alph still walked in cautiously.  He kicked at the papers on the floor as he walked toward the stone desk, but none of them seemed to have ever been touched by a quill.  Gale picked up a letter from the desk, and Alph peered into the leather sack.  

[color=f26522]"Coin,"[/color] he said, holding the bag out toward the others.  [color=f26522]"Silver as well as copper."[/color]  His voice was flatter than such a fortunate discovery should have warranted.  He was a little disappointed by this.  Something had felt like it was building up, and this just didn't seem to be worth the excitement.  

He looked around, and stomped his foot a moment, a look of curiosity spreading across his face.  [color=f26522]"Hey now,"[/color] said he, [color=f26522]"Does anyone think this hut might be just a little smaller on the inside?  Here look, you can see light between the planks on these three walls,"[/color]  he pointed to the one they'd come from, and two others, [color=f26522]"But not that one.  I bet there's something behind it, someone was hiding out here.  I've seen things like these in taverns, they help smugglers hide contraband."[/color]

He knocked on the offending wall, finding it sounding hollow, like there was another wall on the other side rather than empty space.  

[color=f26522]"Do your axe again here."[/color]