Yvah glanced back down to the coins after calling the others over. It was quite a huge mound of them, and she wondered at how the fish-priests had come to acquire so much of it. For now, it was of little consequence. She could not carry it herself, and the sack of gems was clacking against itself almost too much as is. If she handled much more of the valuables, she wouldn't be able to move very quietly at all, and there seemed to be more of this place to discover yet. 

After tying the pouch of shiny rocks to her hip beneath the folds of her robes, she swung her pack from her. Reaching into it, after planting it to the stone, she pulled out a lantern with a manual shudder. Once she lit the candle within, she poked around the darker corners of the room. Not much to it other than some extra water tanks. But while lighting one of the shadowed corners, she did spy upon something that caught her eye. Where one of the tunnels delved deeper, the other seemed to host a fountain. 

As she gazed into the hallway, she idly closed off the shudder to her lantern, the candlelight then blocked. She stooped low as she often does, and stepped cautiously toward the sequestered fountain. There did not seem to be much to it at a glance, but there was a corner to turn across from it. Peeking around the bend, she saw frightened people in tatters, all barred from escape. They had not met her eyes, for they had not noticed her, and so she peeled back out of the room. Leaning out of the entrance and looking out to her party, she waved out to gather their attention. [i]"Psst!"[/i] she hissed in a hushed tone, waving the others over one last time before stepping back in. She pulled at the lantern's mechanical cover as she poked her head from the corner this time, light shining faintly upon the apparent prisoners. 

"It's okay," she whispered out to them softly, trying her best to look positive despite herself, "We're here to protect you."