There's time for some small talk and introductions as the part continues the descent. After 5 or 6 circuits around the mineshaft, they come to a lever where the rails branch off. As it appears to be set, the cart will divert to the right into another tunnel, through the cloying darkness. Were you to pull the lever back it would apparently push the tracks left, so the Regdoc and Sasar Express could keep following its present course and roll downwards to their certain doom access to freedom.
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"Which way do we go? Left or right?"

Einhard moved between the two paths and held the torch in front of each to see if either tunnel showed more air movement than the other. He called out to the dwarf and asked "Can you tell if either of these paths slope up?"

Brodd, being nosy, looks with Einhard, but can't make out slope either, it needed the hand of a dwarf to figure that out perhaps.

Manaku, who is watching near the cart with his nostrils flared, stops and smells the air from both entrances to see if either tells him anything of importance.

Not to mention his Infravision.
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Thud hangs back a bit  with the torch.

"Which way do we go? Which way? Left? Or right?"

Manaku sees no heat signatures, but there's a distinct stench of filth wafting from the tunnel on the right.

"What you smell Manaku? I know that look in your face. Something down one or t'other tunnel?"

I would guess that we know where the mine car last came from ...

"Two wrongs do not make a right," the aged Seeker began in a preachy sort of way, "but three lefts do..." It was a joke from his days as an acolyte, many, many, many dusty miles ago.

"We go left."

"Regdoc decrees, do we hear from Dwarghar? You been down here before?"

Manaku points down the right tunnel. "The distinct smell of filth down that way. We probably want to go there second."



Manaku nods. "Yes, I agree with Regdar. Dwarghar, what say you?"

Thud waits and listens quietly....

Einhard shrugged and said "Matters not to me. Left it is." He grabbed Dora's reigns in his free hand and started down the tunnel on the left.

Brodd leads the mule behind Einhard down the left tunnel. "Good, a decision without two days of debate."

Sasar sits back down beside Regdoc and continues the ride through the mountain, "Easy enough journey this way, ehh Regdoc. Too bad we can't take it everywhere." and he chuckles.

Einhard called back to the others "Make sure to push the lever to switch the tracks!"

Amalrik can push the lever. Unless it is locked in place, corroded by time or is one of those complicated gnomish creations ...

"Yes, Sasar, I suppose so, though walking is sort of a large part of my faith after all... I just sincerely feel that we're going to need this cart at some point..."

But Regdoc made no effort to get out of the cart, and was lounging quite comfortably against the sloped side.

Despite the Barbarian's innate distrust of complicated machines, he leans down to examine the lever by torchlight. It doesn't seem to be locked, nor is it especially corroded. As for Gnomish? He couldn't say, but it does seem built for someone Thud's size or smaller to pull.