The rocks began to tumble.
Beren and An-Hasst had delved more and more into the pile. Even with Ursaren taking a time out, his help earlier had been enough to open up the passageway for a more diminutive member of the party to fit through. But one single, misplaced rock sent the rest falling, causing the three strong companions to evade and dodge or their knees and feet might be crushed or broken under the weight of a falling stone. Beren for his part leaped like a hunting cat trying to evade pursuit, landing a few paces out of range of the rocks.
Meanwhile, Argon tilted his head, snaking his gaze back and forth between Alice who was reluctant to enter the cavernous route, or a creeping Settionne. Blinking lazily, his tongue flicking out of his mouth, he decided on what to do. "I shall follow friend Settione to make sure he is of the non-hurt sort, yes yessss?" The Saurian stalked off into the cavern, though he was far behind. Settionne himself would now see where the curve of the cavern led to.
Within the next cavern, Settione saw a melodramatic sight from the tales. Within the small room wrought of stone, he could see 6 stone steps carved into a rising stone platform. Atop it was a scepter imbued with a pure obsidian crystal that glowed indigo. Beneath it, a beautiful dark elven matron lay dead, her side pierced by the sword of an also dead male Dark Elf, probably murdered through mystical means. The blood was caked and dried along the stone. It seemed they had murdered one another to attempt in an attempt to grab the scepter.
It seemed just as the passageway opened, Geradin's spells of calming the magma were nullified. The river began to buck and crash against the edges of the stone 'shore' as if angered, and Geradin was nearly splashed with the stuff. Luckily it seemed he shimmered with an aura of holiness that blocked the drops of lava. Calanon and Brogach were too nimble and attuned to the spirit's feelings, having already deemed it too volatile.
"Blast it, we have tae get the fook out of here!" Geradin called.
Beren rolled to avoid a splash of magma. Something seared his cheek, a drop of magma flying by him and scraping off skin by its sheer heated proximity. It gave him a new, cauterized scar in less than an instant.
"Get in the passageway!" He roared.
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