[center][h1]Vrelenor[/h1]  

[h2]??? - Mosslit Cavern[/h2][/center]

The alcoves, the ones he was sure were hiding sneaky monsters, cunning traps, or at least some sort of puzzle, are completely empty. The idea that this world might not be that dangerous passes through Vrelenor's head, but it doesn't really fit, if that was the case they probably wouldn't have spawned in with a bunch of almost entirely combat-related stats and skills. 

He calls over, sounding a little disappointed "Literally nothing in the alcoves, I have no idea why they're even here. We could try playing the flute, maybe it'll do something interesting and we could do that while moving. I've got to say a flute and a pelt is a very random combination though, random loot is certainly common in fiction, but doesn't make much sense, maybe when we get out of here we can ask a local."  
He follows along behind Nyana. 

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