You continue along a semi defined ridge, grateful for the stability even such a slight amount of flatness provides. You pass several more caves, but again you are not sure if they are used as lairs. Finally, with the Sun about 2 hours from reaching the horizon, you see the largest cave yet, easily big enough for you to stand in, possibly even stretch, and the four of you could just about walk abreast.<br/>However, the slope up to the entrance is the steepest you have seen so far, and as you approach the head of a bat like creature pokes out over the edge, its eyes, partially shut against the glare of the sun, looking at you curiously. Then a second head appears. Your hands reach for your weapons, but neither hunter makes any move to attack, and as Daria steps up and peers at the ledge she notes a third, still form that could be a carcass from a hunt.<br/>“I have some rope,” Red mumbles, eyes fixed on the two creatures, “If one of us can climb it up, the rest could follow, but what do we do about those creatures?” the spell weaver continue, reluctantly dropping his gaze to start knotting the rope.