She was relieved to find the cave uninhabited and free of any traps thus far, though that was likely due to the relative lack of any treasure worth taking in the first place.  Most of the things in the cave were, for lack of a better word, junk, though one thing caught two pairs of eyes.  It was a strange figure hewn of an odd material, and that was precisely what gave it some small value.  Once Shadowe was done ogling it, Yarith looked it over, remembering something like this in her studies, though she couldn't quite recall what.  "Something about messengers of great tragedy..." She mused out loud, the look on her face pensive before she finally decided to break her gaze from the thing.<br/><br/>"Anyway, there's your wonderful treasure, Shadowe.  And this is going to be our beautiful home, at least for this one night, so don't get too attached to it, okay?  We'll need to try attacking that tower during the daytime, so those monsters have less of an advantage.  I figure a few hours of sleep would suffice, then we could leave in the middle of the night, to try arriving after the sun has risen to its peak in the sky.  What do you think?"<br/><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body"> Spout Lore on the figurine/idol  At 2017-02-14 15:17:23, ThatOneShrroth (uid: 53474) rolls: 2d6 Result: 7 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=100101)</div></div>