[@rocketrobie2] You take a few wands and pull out a neat bundle of 50 foot rope. Underneath, you can see other items - tinderboxs, bedrolls, various assortments of tools that could be used for cooking, mining or writing.

You pat Carl. A fly buzzes past Carl's twitching ears. He gives you a long, withered look, his gaze encapsulating the death of a hundred burnt out stars. Carl has seen some shit. 

His tail swishes once in recognition of your reassurances. 

[@Dark Cloud] You descend the staircase beside the waterfall onto a sandy beach in a natural cavern open to the sky. Nearby, 16" high Redcap monkeys lounge and play. Some dive into the crystal clear pool to the west. Others lounge lazily on the sandy beach. They chirp happily to each other.

To the North-West is a pitch black passageway. Beside you to the east is a tunnel that bends out of sight, lit dimly by a pulsating purple-orange glow.