Ambrosio, before taking the items, made sure nothing else would spring and then took them, leaving the room. He reset the trap as best he could and closed the door, leaving no trace of his intrusion. "Take nothing but pictures, leave nothing but footprints...the old urban explorer's credo." He chuckled to himself. It was a surprisingly good credo as footprints were a dime a dozen and pictures could be anonymous if you kept out of frame.

His next step was to find a way up and back onto the proper path. Sending a group of thralls was common, but he might be able to find survivors or a different group of thralls to link up with for a better shot at survival. With his newfound insight into the trapper's methods, he was able to move a bit faster, keeping his eyes and nose peeled for anything out of the ordinary.