Bryony wrinkles her nose at the unpleasant smell emanating from the eastern passage. She accepts the light stone from Jurgen with thanks and holds it carefully in her hand. "Can we avoid the bad smell for now?" she whispers. "Let's try the northern passage first."

Jorzu senses Laiti's return. "Yeah, south seems dangerous," she concludes.

Bryony, holding Jurgen's glowing stone, ventures north. She cannot see very far with her dimly-lit arcane light source. But the room that begins to take shape ahead is a mess. A rusty mine cart rests here unused, wheels bent and cobwebs blanketing the trolleys. The ground is littered with ancient refuse, and open crates filled with dust-covered tools line the cavern walls. Propped against these crates is a skeleton, its skull shattered and caved in. Bryony may make a Stealth check in addition to anything else she may choose to do. (Who, if anyone, is joining her?)

Jorzu 

As Byrony slips down the northern passage, Jorzu is not far behind. The light passing straight through his invisible form he carefully touches her shoulder to reassure her that she's not alone. He tries to see deeper into the opening with his dark vision.

Perception 19

Quinn allows the others to move ahead into the northern tunnel. He waits for the  to call out any threats lurking. After some time he follows them into the tunnel taking up the rear and making sure nothing creeps up behind them.

IF no one calls out any threats, he will arm himself with Lightbringer and activates its light. His eyes trace the walls up to the ceiling making sure there’s no oozes, jellies or any other creatures lurking above waiting to pounce. 

Perception: 23

Stealth: 24

Boona moves over and looks down the hole trying to hear anything.

Perception- 7

Quinn lights up his mace. (It's as bright as a torch now, but Jorzu's eyes can still see farther into the gloom. So nothing new is revealed of the chamber's furthest contours.) The mine's walls are made of ordinary packed earth and rocky sediment; the ceiling is about 15 feet high. Some small, splinter tunnels branch off into the north wall, where ore may have been removed long ago, but all these cracks and crevices are laid fully visible by Quinn's light and are empty. Like the buckets and the lift upstairs, the carts appear to have once been powered by chips of iridescent crystal material, but they are now dull, cracked and only occasionally spark purple with magical energy. By what arcane means they functioned, Quinn has no idea. The three long-dead skeletons appear to have been Dwarven, and to have died in similar ways. If Quinn were to make a guess, based on the tools and the position of the carts, he'd suppose this was once some sort of maintenance chamber for the mine carts.

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Meanwhile, Boona, already getting impatient with resting, peers into the hole in the wall of the overlook forge. (Figure we're about 20 minutes into the hour-long rest. Looking around a little won't interfere with the properties of the rest.) It's a big hole; she could step through it. But it's a long drop down - how far, she can't tell, as it's pitch dark in there. She does see a flicker of red light somewhere below, and the smell of something mechanical, or burning, or both. The buckets hanging from the forge’s ceiling look like they're part of a conveyor system that extends into that big dark chamber below.