Kendra looked a bit surprised. "Indeed. Maybe my father?" she asked, frowning. "Let's take a look."<br/><br/>Within, a flight of stone steps leads down into the cold earth to a large crypt lined with empty niches. A DC 15 Perception check notices...<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">A line of tracks in the dust; only one, and the only set to have been in here, clearly for decades. They lead to a door in the back of the small room.</div></div><br/>"I don't like this," Kendra murmured. "I... feel like I'm being watched."