Fendros gave Saras a nod and motioned for Sabine to quietly follow him inside. They both had to breathe slowly enough that they would not gag. While there were no immediate threats, there was always the chance of someone or somthing hiding, waiting to leap out.

Thankfully, they treaded each room with nothing accosting them. Sabine and Fendros both eyed various details as they went, before doubling back to the main room.

"Nothing?" Fendros asked.

Sabine nodded.

"Let's take a quick look around."

A closer look at the details of the makeshift home were only held more curiosities in store. Fendros winced at the black soul gems, leaving them in their place. He took out one of the books and brought it back to the main room, opening to a page in the middle to confirm what it was.

"Any idea why there are Falmer totems in here, Sabine?"

Sabine poked her head around the corner from the kitchen. Her eyes went immediately to the book in Fendros' hands. "Left over from before whoever lived here. They would not keep books."

Fendros peered up from the book. "Hm. What's in there?"

"Food. Water. Fire and frost salts."

"Right then," Fendros clapped the book shut. "This can't be Falmer and it would be too much misdirection to be Hal-Neesa's style." He glanced at the unfinished undead creature. "Let's step outside. That thing is wretched."

When they walked outside, they both took a deep breath of the relatively fresher cavern air.

Fendros spoke up to Saras. "It's definitely a necromancer. Someone operating here for long periods of time. There's no other folk in this cavern with books like these except in the clan." He looked over his shoulder. "They are also very well stocked with filled black soul gems. How they were filled, I wish I would not speculate."

"They might know we are here," Sabine added. "We took time to reach this place. Whoever lives here, they might have spotted us on the way if they are good at hiding."