>"It does seem like kind of an oni way to go about things, from what I'm gathering... I wish I had something useful to tell you. I honestly do. Those sorts of situations are no good for anyone involved in them."
>"Thanks for the help, anyway, though. I'm going to have a little look towards the surface, I think. Hopefully I'll be back in one piece."
>Try to convince yourself that you really will be back in one piece
>Wave goodbye and cross the bridge. Keep an eye out for buckets.
>"Well, at least you kinda care what I think," says Parsee. "Most people just focus on the fight and act like I'm some kinda prize."
>"Good luck, I suppose."
>You're gonna do this! It's gonna happen! It's gonna-oh god you've never even been in a cave before...
>You wave goodbye, which Parsee returns half-heartedly.
>You cross the bridge, growing more nervous with each step. It's quiet, unsettlingly so in the wake of the city's hustle and bustle. Your footsteps echo ahead of you. It's getting uncomfortably gloomy, though not quite enough to call it dark. There's a slight breeze, as well.
>As you walk into the tunnel, the walls seem to close around you; there's probably no more than fifteen feet of space, uncomfortably claustrophobic after the spacious city. The floor is rough, and easy to trip over if you don't pay attention. Stalagmites poke up from the ground, some reaching up to connect with the stalactites above. Up ahead are a series of rocky shelves forming a kind of natural staircase, or at least it would be if you were ten feet tall. As it stands, you'll have to climb them, and some of them seem to have some sharp ridges to them. Obvious exits are north and south.
>_
