"It's a good thing we're immune to the poison, at least. Otherwise, we would be in danger. As it is, these creatures would barely be able to scratch even me, and I doubt they'd do anything to you."<br/><br/>As they approach, they sense a pair of the creatures, the biggest ones they can sense, move to block their path, for a moment... and then draw away, as if by an unheard command, allowing them to enter the cave, unchallenged. "I have a bad feeling about this," she mutters, softly.<br/><br/>The small cavern descends quickly into the stony depths, down into a much larger cavern. Stepping inside, they can both feel the powerful non-detection wards laid over the location, concealing it from all but directed searches. In the back of the cavern, what was once a green dragon lies, curled up, trying to look small and helpless. At the center of the room, a small, natural lake has had all of its water replaced with a sickly, green liquid, and, standing by its shore appears to be a human-shaped shadow. It's gaunt, human figure, draped in a long, black cloak carries only a long, wicked-looking dagger, in its black-skinned hand. It's head, however, marks it as completely inhuman; it's bald, with no eyes, and its mouth is locked into a permanent grin, it's teeth sharp, pointed, black fangs. "Ahh, the visitors have arrived," the Gloom hisses, softly. "So glad you could join me."