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The descent into the mouth -and shortly followed by the throat- of the tunnel was without much obstruction it seemed. Perhaps the rats preferred a clearer path to and from the surface as they did whatever was needed in order to survive each day. The group did, in fact, impede on their domain, or at least a domain the creatures had taken back by the good graces of nature. Vah'lux couldn't help but wonder if she and the troupe were merely [i]rats[/i] themselves in a sick blood sport for the entertainment of otherwise bored and sadistic monarchs who oversaw the land. A great joke at their expense even, as five strangers fight for their very lives while royalty dines in great halls far from the danger.

In retrospect, however, the Goliath's situation was no different from those years under the mud and shit-covered heel of the Orc slavers in Thraduum, their many lashes still felt, their angry screams and vicious taunts still rang through her mind. The dimming of hope was felt in the pit of her soul as each step was taken through the dark, cramped, and stench-filled corridor. Freedom. [i]True[/i] freedom, was slowly becoming a distance memory.

Perhaps the dire wolf, her lost companion whom aided escape from the Orcs months prior, was faring much better. One could only hope they found the freedom that was so rightly deserved.

The blackened chest was seen up ahead in the expanse of the cellar, and the Goliath's first instinct was to steer as clear as possible from such a [i]treasure[/i], no matter how tempting it may seem to the desperate eye. A rose always has at least one thorn. She only hoped the others would share her sentiment. 

The light from the lantern revealed the harshly carved out tunnels going in various directions, and what appeared to be remnants of nests and miscellaneous farm tools scattered about. But, inevitably, the group's invasion caught the attention of yet more of what was expected, and yet two of them were clearly larger and different.

"Agreed." Vah'lux nodded in acknowledgement to Renault's words as she kept the large hand axe at the ready, and before she knew it, the human holy warrior let out a battle cry as he attacked. 

Vah'lux followed close behind, attacking one of the two larger dire rats as she let her weapon swing free toward the putrid creature.

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