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The Quest, Two.
He has found it. The shaft was almost invisible to the casual eye, but he had been told where to look and he had had it marked upon his map. Even his elf-eyes could not see the bottom, but the jagged spikes of rock thrusting along the sides of the narrow space were plain that he did not even need his lantern to see them.
Some are larger around than he is thrice-tall, and it is these that he scrambles and desperately slides downwards along in the hopes that he does not mis-step and end impaled upon the deadly ones from a horrible fall.
The sickly-green glow greets him after what seems like hours of dirty scrambling and sliding in the dark.
He has found it.
