A loud crack, the sound of stone splitting, after that the sound of rushing water. The bridge you were walking over collapsed suddenly, plunging you into the depths. it was less of a proper bridge and more a large rock formation that happened to cross a river,  but it had stood for centuries even so. The water enveloped you, smashing your body against the stone wall, freezing you skin, and clouding your thoughts as you drifted away form consciousness.<br/><br/>Later you awoke to the sound of a water fall, laying in a shallow pool of water. It seemed that the river had deposited you in a grotto, barely outside of the deeper waters along with several faces you recognize from the caravan, some more familiar, some less. An iridescent moss covers the walls of the room in patches, emitting a soft glow. You can see several potential exits scattered around the room and smelled a strange musky scent who's origin can't be pinpointed.<br/><br/><hr/>Everyone can see three tunnels leading out of the room, those of you with low light vision or dark vision roll spot checks.<br/>Also, if you want to figure out what the musk is roll knowledge(nature) or survival.