Amal gave a wide grin that showed his white teeth. "The important cities? Depends on who you ask." He said, though he understood her point. His point, however, was that even the lesser cities did their best to emulate the bigger ones like Calimport and Baldur's Gate, and whatever city they came across in the frozen north likely tried to treat itself as the pinnacle of civilization. Easy to look good when next to a frozen moor or a burning farm, ravaged from an orc raid. 

The two skulked along in silence, until Charynrae halted her thoughtful musings to pose a question to him. 

He stopped, and his smile slipped away when she had used his name, and what's more asked how he felt. It was unexpected, even after they had introduced themselves to one another. It almost seemed familiar, and it caught him off guard. He shrugged his broad shoulders. "A bit. I usually can handle bad conditions, even cold ones. But I think before we leave I'll need something more than my vest to keep me well for a few days. You likely might as well, I think." He reminded her. 

His words were suddenly caught off, when they heard a low, heaving growl down the tunnel. Instantly Amal had his knives out, swinging around Charynrae to land in a crouch, ready to spring at the slightest hint of danger. But nothing appeared. Instead, they saw a faint light, and a vast shadow gliding across it, along the tunnel wall. Amal crept forward quietly, one dagger flipping into a back-handed grip, and he peered around the corner.   

The next chamber was larger than the last, and far colder. Amal first noticed barrels upon barrels stacked in the far right corner, with blankets haphazardly draped over them in a mockery of concealment. Closer, he saw another tunnel leading back into the cavernous underground at his right, and a few crates placed there, with a few coins and a dagger atop them. To the left were two orcs, both arm wrestling for a slab of meat they had between them, grunting and showing their tusk-like teeth, porcine yellow eyes narrowed in effort. They weren't the gravest concern, however. Beside them, just settling down to take a load off, was a massive ogre. It squatted on the ground and picked at its teeth, huge club now resting on the ground beside it. 

But the most important detail of the room? The large oaken door, half opened directly across from the tunnel Amal and Charynrae hid themselves in, and the light of day poured into the room.