Is there anything unusual about the axe? Horrifying mold growing on it? The faint cries of trapped spirits within? A do-not-remove tag that has been ripped off?

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Is there anything unusual about the axe? Horrifying mold growing on it? The faint cries of trapped spirits within? A do-not-remove tag that has been ripped off?

 The axe looks very similar to the ones carried by the barbarians you fought yesterday evening.

Interesting... So they’ve been here as well...

”It would seem that the barbarians are here. Should we bring the axe?”

"Sure - toss it in the bag of holding with all the others and the chief's," Ink replies.

"South? Continue the trend?" Ink asks as he slowly and quietly makes his way south.

Stealth Check 17 

Crownsguard will grab the axe and toss it in.

Ink's eyes grow wide as he drops everything to catch the great axe midair, then carefully putting it in the bag of holding. 

"My fault," Ink says, "I should have been more specific."

A little shaken he picks up the pole and his sword and continues walking, quietly, through the southern passage.

Stealth Check 18

.... Ink seems to have shaken off the near axe experience.

As you make your way carefully forward through the twisting crack in the mountain, your breath fogging the air in front of you, you come upon another fork—this one leads left down another winding tunnel, or right into what seems to be a chamber with a relatively flat floor, and sheets of ice everywhere.

"...There were bodies strewn all about, all was silent as we looked for clues. Suddenly we were attacked by wolves! biting and clawing we battled the beasts, it didn't take long for use to be surrounded. not by wolves, oh no not wolves, but Werewolves!..."

Harshnag has built a fire while Rip spins his tales, so as to keep the halflings warm. As the fire crackles to life, he sits back on the nearest giant bunk and listens contentedly to the story.

Ink whispers, "Chamber in front of us... Let's move in. Tell Flint yo watch our rear in case anything comes out of that tunnel."

Ink will bear right, keeping up against the wall of the chamber. 

Flint stays about 20' behind crownsguard but follows into the chamber when they get there. 

This egg-shaped chamber at the end of the tunnel has a flat floor (which is normal terrain). A single column supports a domed ceiling 20 feet overhead. Curtains of icy webbing stretch from the column to the walls, obscuring your vision as the light spell glares off of the reflective, frozen sheets.

Crownsguard turns his head to examine the room, “Is anyone else receiving and intense feeling of deja vu? It feels very similar to the room with the Remorhaz, only frozen and more spider-themed.”

The light from the collapsible pole shines and refracts in the icy sheets of web.

(Is the pole still extended?)

// Yes, it is. //

// Please make a Dexterity check to avoid getting the pole caught in the webbing. //

Pole spider web trap avoidance check! 18... 

Ink is able to avoid getting the collapsible pole stuck in the icy web curtains. From deep in the webs, a sound is heard. More skittering...

What do you do?

Ink retracts the pole of collapsing then tucks it into his belts freeing his off hand. 

The light still glares off the icy sheets, making it difficult to see properly. However, Ink is now freed up to take other actions without the unwieldy pole getting in the way.

// Ink, are you communicating your plan? What does everyone else do? //