Zarroy was unsure of how long he has been traveling down the tunnels. Sometimes he could walk with great posture other times he had to crawl and pull himself through the openings. He had been given a task by one of the older and wiser denizens to go look for more survivors in a section of Everdark that was further back into the cave network. Zarroy was holding a young goblin that fit fairly well into the palm of his hand. The goblins childish face peeked out into the darkness.

[color=00a651]"Are you sure this is the right way?"[/color]

Zarroy was silent for a moment as the single flaming orb in his eye moved from darkness to more darkness, before he started to continue forward. The goblin glanced up at the golem who merely nodded his head. Zarroy knew these tunnels well. After a few more minutes of walking in silence the goblin made a [i]pssssssh[/i] noise and flailed its arms about wildly. 

[color=00a651]"I wish you wouldn't do that."[/color] 

The goblin groaned at Zarroy as it was in the process of trying to remove the overly sticky webbing from its face and hair once again. This was only like the seventh web Zarroy had casually waltzed through. The golem chuckled slightly creating a grating noise, as its eye glanced down at his companion. If the goblin had been by himself, he would have had to go the long way around multiple times as he wasn't strong enough to get through the webbings. Soon the duo reached there goal. A small ruined gathering of buildings. Most of the communities in Everdark were unnamed or were only referred to by the most popular building amongst them. This little spot was referred to as Slumbering Lantern as the main buildings light sources seemed to invoke drossiness. The buildings were all ruined and for the most part demolished save for its namesake. 

Zarroy grabbed one of the fallen walls of a smaller building with three of his four arms and pulled the wall back sending it crashing down with a loud noise and the two waited for the dust to settle as they looked into the remains of the house. Zarroy gently set the goblin down as he moved into the house and kneeled down in front of a body. It looked like a empty medieval suit of armor, except it was crushed inward in parts and the helmet was completely caved in. Zarroy scooped the body up into two of his arms as his eye inspected one of his old friends. The golem had heard about death many times and while he didn't fully comprend it, he knew it was an eternal sleep. The little goblin scurried off deeper into the house to see if there was any survivors as Zarroy was processing his emotions.