Earlier, while the half-elf had been gathering wood, she had noticed a door on the far wall of the ruin that lead back into the hillside. It was partly buried by fallen timbers, the rats having helped to distract from its initial discovery.
Now that Starlight’s stomach was full, they both approached the door, letting out a puff of damp, musty air when they opened it.
Having no Stout lineage, only the half-elf was able to view the passage beyond the darkness.
DM: You can just light a torch to solve this problem, but it’ll kill Alina’s infravision.
Kay: I need to be able to search for traps.
Sue: Torch it is.
The light of the torch flickered across the walls and floor. They were made of finished stone, stained with water damage. The ceiling was supported by heavy oak beams. . . [ »»»]