Rumble makes it to the edge of the small forest. Looking around he sees that the trees are actually made of stone, not wood. While looking around, he accidentally  turns around and walks into a low branch, taking 1 bludgeoning damage as he pratfalls to the ground.

For Rumble:

 Dark takes to the skies again, heading as high as he can. When he gets near the ceiling of this room, he can see that the "mosaic" of the sky seems to be made of very small square tiles of stone, each around a foot on each side, giving a very slightly domed curvature.

For Dark:

 Killian attempts to recollect if this strange scent causes any memories to surface from them.

For Killian:

 Darnell picks one of the blades of grass. There is a satisfying snapping noise as it breaks as if it were brittle once it bends back far enough. It feels somewhat smooth to the hand, though after a couple of minutes of holding it, there is a slightly sticky residue and green discolouration left on his fingers.

Dark saving throw for Charisma  8

subtract one from that score..... 

For Dark:

For the DM

Before Rumble has even gotten up from the ground, he smacks his lips a few times in consideration, then nods to himself. "Is that why Bessie likes this stuff... Naaahh. Who am I kidding? Still tho'..." With that, he gets up off the ground, but not without grabbing a handful of "rock candy" to show to the others. Granted, there's more than plenty around, but... Maybe the candy tastes differently closer to where they came?

Rumble shakes his head at the idle thought, pops the handful of "grass" into his mouth, and then goes to see if he can take of his pint up anger out of the branch that hit him. 

He did need a new club, after all... 

And hopefully without any further incident, he could grudgingly return to the others to speak of his new discovery. 

Athletics: 22

For Dark:

Rumble heads over to the tree and smacks it with his fists as hard as he can, taking out some of his repressed anger that had been building up since he arrived, and potentially before then as well. When he stops for a moment to take a few breaths, he sees large cracks along the branch. With a bit of jiggling, the branch could be removed and maybe be used as a very poor greatclub.

Dark takes careful note of where he is located then flies back to the group.  On the way back he tries to figure out how he will explain what he has seen and what it might mean.

Mara lets the rest of them explore and move about as she wishes, using this chance to relax and get a small break in before they start moving again.

Killian sees Rumble headed back their way, and walks out to meet him. "Hey there Rumble, Listen I'm sorry if my actions upset you earlier. But with you talking that weird language and that spirit hitting you I reacted to that. In the future I'll try to be a little more diplomatic, but I can't promise it." Killian extends his hand to Rumble to help his comment and smooth things over. "We all gotta work together to get out of here don't be needing any animosity towards each other"

Rumble is apprehensive, to say the least. Yet, after bringing his makeshift club around so that its "business" end is planted on the ground before him, and using it as a resting post, he waits patiently for Killian speak his piece. However, throughout much of it he is silent and unflinching as stone,  and slower still to respond after the fact. Just as Killian might get the notion of retracting the hand, Rumble sighs and goes to grab it. 

"Hmph! At least yer honest, 'nd I would'n ask fer more than that even if I were so inclined." Rumble gives a small smile, and then lets go. "'sides! Mama would tan my hide fer hold'n on to somethin' so useless as a grudge, 'specially given the circumstances. Speak'n of which, here-..." Rumble kneels down to pick up more "grass" and offers it to Killian. "Have a nibble. Tell me what'chu think?"

Darnell sniffs the grass, then cautiously tastes it.

Killian takes the grass from Rumble, seeing his suspicions have found the others in the group. He puts it in his mouth and the sweet candy like taste fills his mouth. Reminding him of a gnome he once saw carrying a basket of "rock candy" through a village port.  "Ahh I was wondering what this could be...by the way did you happen to find any water on your walk? I think we may need to refill the waterskins"

Rumble grins, but doesn't say anything more until Killian speaks up. "Hm? Well... I mean, yea, in that hole over yonder. Haven't tried it yet though, but... you really wanna take that extra gamble when we got Mister Leo to rely on for that sorta thing?" He asks, crossing his arms over his chest. He then glances over to darnell and shakes his head in amusement. 

Killian gets a slight nostalgic taste when he tries a bit of the grass. It seems like a more natural style of the gnomish rock candy; less sickly sweet, but sweet nonetheless.

Darnell takes some of the sweetgrass and eats a couple of blades. It crumbles in the mouth dissolving quickly into his saliva. It tastes pleasantly sweet.

While the trio at the forested area are tasting their newly found food source and about to head over to examine the pool, Killian and Rumble feel a sense of overexertion and collapse over, unconscious.

Darnell, seeing his companions collapse, hears some rustling in the trees and what may be thought of as whispers on the wind.

Darkwing lands back near the cavern entrance the group arrived via to speak with the others that are there (Leojym, Mara, Shadow, and Simmeat). He still has this feeling that he is being watched, which could be a given as they are near the top of the hill area and there is effectively no cover where they are.

Mara will look over as Dark comes backm watching him closely to see what he might have found. She looks at the other and sighs as she sees that some of the other have yet to return. "So what did you find?" She asks Dark curiously.

“While I was up there, I saw something very odd.  The roof is made up of many mosaic tiles.  As I got close to one,  it flickered to black and buzzed.  It was kind of like it was defending itself from me.  Luckily I was ok, but that is when I saw a pair of eyes looking back at me from the tile.  They were the size of a human’s eyes.  I then came back to tell you all ..... you know.... before something bad happened.”  Dark says as he points to the spot he came from.

"Perhaps we could benefit from some cover while we are here. Let us collect our full party and find a place where we can at least hope we are unseen."

(Just to confirm Dark, it was a single eye, not a pair)