Faedon
`"Alright I will not but it is hard to keep up with you when I can not see you."`
*He whispered back as he squints his eyes looking round his ears going into the eerie silence besides the moving of armor and there boots hitting the ground with each step he was basically asking him to be stabbed in the back he couldn't see in the dark like him*
Erdthand, Dragon Hunter Veteran
"Unfortunately lad this spell only works on myself. Grab onto my cloak and keep you voice at a whisper. These buggers have highly attuned senses, as they are constantly fighting with something."
Faedon
*Reaches Infront of him grabbing at air for a few moments before he managed to get the cloak as he followed along he decided to sheathed his sword as he prepared his fists for combat funneling energy into his fists.*
Erdthand, Dragon Hunter Veteran
"Be ready. This might get a little messy." 
*The caves got more narrow. The merc stopped and sheathed his weapon to accommodate the caves.*
Faedon
*Kept holding onto his cloak as the cave began to narrow into a tighter space*

`"How much further why aren't any goblins near the entrance?"`

*He whispers a little off put by this he expected at least some resistance at least one or two goblins but none? This was odd to say the least...*
Erdthand, Dragon Hunter Veteran
"I don't know lad. My guess is because of the cold. Why guard the entrance when there's a network of caves that might have other entrances. They're from that desert they call a nation so it would make sense."

*As if on cue they would see a light up ahead in a fork between tunnels. The merc stopped and kept quiet for a moment examining the situation.*
Faedon
*Didn't think about it until he said it he would guess it wouldn't make so much sense to guard the cave entrance and give away there positions when they can hide in the vast tunnel systems. As they say the light straight Infront of them he asked softly.*

`"Is there enough space to draw a sword without risking it hitting the ceiling, or side?"`
Erdthand, Dragon Hunter Veteran
*The merc shook his head.* 
"Mine would definitely not do here. How small is yours?"
*Edrthand kept his eye on the light which didn't move at all. His guess it was a stationary torch but waited a bit longer to be sure.*
Faedon
*Would think for a few moments before speaking*

`"It's about a medium sized sword."`

*He looks at the light ahead he would still hold onto his cape his breaths began to slow down as he looked ahead with a neutral expression they could hear a soft howl funneling through the tunnels of the mountain.*
Erdthand, Dragon Hunter Veteran
"You probably won't be able to swing it here, but you can still do piercing attacks with it. There might be larger openings. So keep that sword ready." 
*The light still didn't move. The merc decided to slowly move toward the light.*
Faedon
*Nods and places his hand on his sword as the merc decided to move forward he decided to follow but a little quicker as he didn't like to be far behind or to be in the way of a retreat he was anxious this was nerve racking as his eyes focused ahead his vision narrowing as his heart was pounding slightly faster a little scared.*
Erdthand, Dragon Hunter Veteran
*As they reached the light and turned the corner to see what lay beyond. He looked down for a moment before looking back at Faedon.*
"Lad you might want to sit this one out. There's some... Shit ahead."
Faedon
*Felt his that the man thought he was weak he spoke softly*

`"I can handle myself don't look down upon me, you hired me to help not to sit beside you and watch."`

*He whispered to the Merc as he placed his hand on his sword letting go of the mans cloak*
Erdthand, Dragon Hunter Veteran
*The merc was silent allowing Faedon to see for himself. If he were to go around the corner where the torch light is, the light would be coming from a human head with the light coming out of the eyes, mouth and top of the skull. Next to it would be totems of various animal carcasses and human alike.*