The walls turn from bare grey stone to polished black malachite as the elevator creaks and groans. After a minute-long descent down the dark shaft, the wooden floor shudders as it comes to rest, and the chains stop rattling. Above, the shaft rises into darkness. The only exit from this room appears to be an iron-reinforced wooden door set into one wall.

OOC: New MAP! enjoy
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"The malachite hold"...think Marik. They finally found it. A curious mix of trill and nervousness hit him as he imagine what lies beyond. What the hell could half a dwarf be?

No exit in this room. Only a closed door. This could make a decent defensive position to make a stop and collect their spirits.

"I know time is of the essence, but could we take some time to rest before going on? My blade has dulled from hitting those constructs and needs sharpening..."  He looks down at the panther, who look at him intently. He feel the rumbling of the big cat stomach. "...And Rani will eat me or one of you if I don't feed her something soon...else than hobgoblins I mean"

"That would probably be for the best," Omaron agrees, taking a noticeable step away from the large feline mount. "Best to prepare for the unknown before we are worthless to the hostages, yes?"