(OOC- going to wait for Lucky to confirm if he is all right with this idea, otherwise it is too much godmoding on the part of Laura to assume he will be)<br/><br/>The wall was perhaps ten feet up to the next level. What they could see of it. The next level being very cold and slick , ice melting over a frozen floor. There are no traps here and the way up would be certainly easier if one of them were to spot the rope coiled up in a dark corner, and a convenient overhang of rock jutting about fifteen feet up above them.<br/><br/>If the tiefling actually found his memory in the fog of his alcohol fuddled brain, he would know that something awaited them up above. A creature of cold and ice. With spiky horns and a wicked spiked tail. Interesting enough, it would not leave this cavern. It seemed to be guarding a chest on the far end. A treasure that the Tiefling had better remember belongs here and not in the pocket of a kender.