The small group splits up everyone going off in their own direction since they were no longer wearing the rope. It seemed unlikely that they were going to fall down a deep dark hole from which there was no escape. At least, Quentin hoped so. It would probably be the kind of hole you could see before stumbling into it so hopefully, the group remembered to watch their feet after everything that happened.

They stay somewhat clumped up as they head deeper into the town. Or well, as deep as they could go. It wasn't as though there were streets just walkways leading up to a few different buildings. The largest of which, which was also the furthest from the talk, was sitting about three hundred meters from the water ontop of a stone plateau. It appeared to be meant to be some kind of mansion though it looked like, much like the other buildings, it had been put together with what was available and easy to get into the cave.