04-12-2016, 07:48 PM
Torin heads left, not really concerned about Portho following him or not and his heart races as he spots a skeleton sitting in the southwest corner of the left hall. Dwarven remains without doubt, and the bones are barely covered by some remains of a blue ceremonial robe. The shaft of a broken spear pokes out of its chest, the tip of the spear buried within the robe.