If the warped elf in the dark hold could hear the conversation of the two girls at the doorstep to her little lair, she gave no audible or visible sign. There was just an utter and oppressive darkness in the lower hold. There was no light pouring through cracks or holes that deep in the ship, making the cabin a far more appealing option, just because of the presence of actual illumination. There was a strange sense of foreboding, as if the darkness itself was waiting to see if Dawn would follow Verita, or go to where Lilith rested against all better judgement. Certainly no good could from it, certainly it would be far better to just leave the ashen-skinned elf to herself. She had shown no sanity before, and was unlikely to show it when disturbed.<br/><br/>While Dawn and Verita remained in the precipice, Foran wandered down the stairs as well. Drunk, from the lingering exstacy of battle and victory, and perhaps the drink in his hands, and where the girls doubted wisely, Foran trod without fear or second thought. Reaching the section of the hold where Lilith had made her lair, only absolute darkness greeted him. There were no cracks or holes that let in the moonish light to illuminate his surroundings. Sight would not help the ramen in here, nor would scent. Without proper air circulation, the air had already been stale and rich with the smells of sea and ships, but thick scent of blood clung tightly to the air, not just that of the Yahnus's, but Lilith's own dark blood which had been spilled rightly during the night as well. With it being everywhere, it would be impossible to locate the ashen elf by smell alone.<br/><br/>Hearing and touch would prove to be the only way to navigate the intense darkness, but neither were being assets to Foran right now. Above the dull sounds of the waves he could barely hear the elf's breath. Ragged, coming from no clear direction, with the pace randomly speeding up or slow, betraying Lilith's current discomfort. The ground was covered in crated and bags filled with the supplies needed for a sea voyage.<b> “Blindy, you in here?”</b>There was no response to his worse, but a few moments later there was the crashing of glass to his far left, before he heard something scuttling close to his right.<i>SOMETHING</i>was indeed in here, wether it was Ashy, as Dawn had nicknamed the warped elf, or the dark beast that wore her skin whenever she gave in to her monstrous hunger, was unknown. But whatever it was, it was aware of Foran, and he had disturbed it.<br/><br/>Another scuttling noise could be hear, but it's origin couldn't be determined. Still, Foran would like start to feel that uncomfortable sensation of being watched and being very very unwelcome. Strangely, the ramen wouldn't be able to hear the girls behind him talk anymore. Perhaps Lilith had done something to the room to keep out the noise and light while she slept, or perhaps the two had simply fallen silent after the ramen made his brazen descent into the hold. There failed to be a reply to Foran's question still, but if he focused on it, Foran would notice that Lilith's breathing had gone slower and quiter, but not that restful pace of sleep, but more like the predator about to pounce.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>