Even in her disheveled state, Jalna spotted the trap a mile away.  Whoever set it up was an amateur compared to her, probably thinking they've done good, maybe for an animal but not for a proficient huntsman.  Carefully bypassing it, she headed further within the cave and saw the outline of a makeshift curtain, barely covering up the light of a campfire beyond, the sound of gruff humming can also be heard.<br/><br/>Jalna waited a while, considering her options.  So far so good, who was humming hadn't sense her presence.  However, she didn't take long to decide.  It is either sees this through or quietly go back the way she came and find some other place for shelter.  She slowly closed in, reached out for the curtain-<br/><br/>"Shit!"  Her mother would have admonish her for such language.  The reason for her curse, she just sprang an alarm trap which alerted the lone short, stocky, figure who occupied the space beyond the curtain.  A dwarf she thought.  She had only heard of them but now she actually meets one in the flesh.<br/><br/>"Easy now.  I'm not here to hurt you.  I'm just looking for a warm place to stay."  She tried reassuring the dwarf in spite of the her dubious appearance, nearly naked and wielding a sword, not mention that she was visibly shivering severely from the cold and having come out from the rain.