[based on lack of any specific details on where they might have gone, I assume they are resting in the main hall. They've explored it enough o stop being afraid of it and the entrance they used is well guarded from any outside force that might try to sneak in.]<br/><br/>Wendy's new little friend perked up when she mentioned the sheet in his little habitation, he quickly dashed over to it and  worked it out of the nest. He had a group now, and they seemed set on travel, he had no need for a nest any longer. He presented the scroll to her and nestled himself against her breasts as she lay their reading.<br/><br/>The scroll is inscribed with ancient tales and cryptic prophecies by an anonymous, almost-certainly insane author. The wording is incoherent, the format is unreasonable and the stories are often elaborated or incomplete. However, mixed among the odd tales are some ancient necromantic spells.<br/><br/>After she has read bits of this aloud to her new friend he removes the belt she has given him and holds that up to he as well, waiting expectantly.<br/><br/>=====<br/><br/>A bit later in the night the great green devil at the far end of the hall, the mouth that had sucked in Wendy, began to let a hard breeze flow out and into the room. Shortly after this wind began it grew stronger, louder. As it did, sounds could be heard by a careful ear, the scratching of something trying to get out of the southern most pit. [listen dc 35]