The were-tigress scowls at Chess, but nods, in agreement, to remain where she is.<br/><br/>Inside the cave, it's not hard to see that this is where the treasure has been taken. Various and sundry goods line the walls, as well as treasures of all sorts, arranged as if by an interior decorator with a very tribal sense of style, forming strange fetishes and other unusual designs. While not inherently magical, they do give Chess a feeling that the attempt was to invoke magic, in some form.<br/><br/>A small fire sits at the center of this room of the cave, providing the only illumination; huddled behind it is a filthy-looking man, wearing a loin cloth, and a fancy fur coat, that looks quite new, and still in good condition. He growls, as he sees Chess approach, and leaps to his feet, snatching up a flute sitting next to him. "Ha, haha! I knew she'd betray me! The filthy cat-slut... now I'll have to punish her, and you!"<br/><br/>(Roll initiative! If you beat a 26, you can go first; otherwise, he'll immediately begin playing the flute, wildly, with a strange, haunting melody. Will save, DC 26, or find yourself fascinated by the music, and unable to act.)