The thick of the diverse fungi were not to the appreciation of the wilder, rather they posed more complications and questions than he wished. Rather than have the time to mull this over, someone, rather something based upon what his eyes could see among the darkness, was flapping its way about. He turned and sidestepped for the moment, back against the wall, hoping to break the line of sight of peering eyes that likely accompanied whatever it was; if an ambush could be set, all the better, and failing that throwing off whatever it was would not hurt. There was no telling yet what said beating wings belonged to, anything from bats to dragons came to mind in this odd amalgam of circumstance but there was no interest in the outlander in treating either case different.

All of the scene already into the cave, with steps and the sea of mushrooms, suggested to him the enemy was far, far more well established than he had ever thought them to be; the odds of this not being some creature defending the cult's cave was unreasonable. So the stubbled figure exhaled calmly, the point of the sword at ease against his boot and the cross serving to rest one arm, as prepared for whatever was next as one could be. What the others did from here he would not know until they did it...

... all he could hope was that they had the cunning to spring some sort of hasty trap.

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Brannor will make an attempt to hide and break line of sight using the mushrooms and or the cave wall. He rolls an [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/12810]11[/url] for his Stealth (Dexterity) check, a [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/12811]23[/url] being lost due to disadvantage by his worn armor. As combat is impending, his initiative is [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/12809]16[/url].
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[@Hekazu][@Ryonara][@Gordian Nought][@Lucius Cypher][@Norschtalen]