The Exemplars follow the tracks that branch off to the right down the passage and into a larger chamber that's been smoothed out. The walls glisten in the torchlight from moisture seeping down from the mountain peaks. The tracks end with another cart by a stone block to keep the cart from derailing.

Faint dripping sounds echo from another corner where a stalactite hangs over the rotted and rusted remains of a barrel. There's also a chimney dug into the rock along with a second block where a rusted anvil has tipped over - unmistakable signs of an old forge.

The passage seems to continue past all this and slope downwards.

"Harald! Where are you Harald? We're coming, just come to the light!" Brodd 'shouts' in a soft voice, but not a whisper or a yell.
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"Most of the bards I've known couldn't shut up," Ali couldn't help but offer, in a quiet voice.  "This one makes no more sound than a church mouse."         She did hope he was okay, though.  There'd been more than enough death, recently.

Manaku steps briefly into the area with the chimney and anvil, scanning for signs of Harald with his infravision.

No such luck.

Manaku nods. "He's not here. Further down," he urges, pointing to the passage beyond.

Holding his torch and leading the mule, Brodd follows behind Manaku and Einhard, looking for Harald.

Einhard continues forward shouting for the bard. "Harald, where the hell have you wandered off too?! Let's go, we've got places to go and people to save."

Dwarghar followed close to the Knightly Einhard, feeling a natural air of leadership emanating from his character.

The party advances, and the passage narrows to double-file. The stone floor is cut into short steps at regular intervals. There also alcoves dug into the walls at measured lengths as well, where you find glass oil lamps whose wicks burned out long ago. The ceiling slopes as well to the point that the steed has to lower its head as its being lead.

Brodd continues to lead Sasar, the mule, yes, he named it Sasar, down the steps behind Einhard and Manaku, looking for Harald who had wandered off during the commotion.

Dwarghar inspects the corridors they travel through, inspecting to see if there has been any recent work done on these ancient looking hallways.

It's decent work, better than human construction, not goblinkin for sure, but the scale is smaller than dwarven work, almost certainly gnomish. But the wooden supports you do see are in bad shape. He pushes on one and dust falls from the ceiling. That rockslide they just escaped - and any others since the place was abandoned - might have shifted the pressure on the supports.