Mesaraih sat on the floor, his back leaning against a wall close to the window. "I am all in for calling it a day," he said, rotating his neck and stretching out his legs.<br/><br/>Mesaraih grinned. "We can always pay each other back when we come into some gold," he said. "I say the rock wraiths are winning this one. The darkspawn will eventually find another way to move through the tunnels and start avoiding the area."<br/><br/>Valehna stared at the red pillar, remembering the red key. Was it lyrium? She had never seen nor heard of lyirum being red, but it seemed to mimic the properties of it. She remembered the energy surge she had felt when drawing from the key. It was more powerful than regular lyrium too, apparently. They could make use of such a source of power.<br/><br/>Mesaraih brought out one of the sacks containing food. "Wish we had a pot of some sort," he muttered. It would have been nice to be able to make a stew.<br/><br/>He grabbed a couple of vegetables and one of the pieces of sliced meat, then stabbed them into his dagger like a skewer. There weren't any sticks around in the cave, either.<br/><br/>He turned to Ester. "Think you could make a fire?" he asked.