Medea crouched down thoughtfully by the apparently abandoned campfire, giving it a look over while idly poking at the firepit. "This might be useful," she said thoughtfully, "but it is pretty exposed. Anyone here would be visible as soon as they came out of the trees, after all." Her eyes scanned around the campfire one more time before turning back to her audience. "What do you think?"<br/><br/>Her horse snorted softly and ducked its head back down to chew through a fresh mouthful of grass.<br/><br/>Medea nodded in return, looking appropriately grave. "Of course, that is an excellent point. You aren't the kind of horse to be hidden away," she said, tying a long lead line from the horse's harness to the cairn, leaving him room to graze without getting too far from the structure. She leaned back, head craned up to let the sunlight dapple onto her face and smiled. "Time for me to go see if I can't find this entrance. And to stop talking to horses too, for that matter."<br/><br/>With that, Medea headed towards the sandy, northern side of the hill, armed with her trusty walking stick to poke at the exposed ground. That old pervert Durnan had mentioned something about a cave-in near the entrance, so it seemed like the best place to start searching for the tomb's entrance. Hopefully it wasn't buried too deep, but with some searching she should be able to find it. Hopefully.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">"OOC"</div><div class="spoiler_body">Rolling to Investigate the campsite to see if there's anything out of place.<br/><br/>At 2017-10-08 03:55:02, Medea (uid: 60671) rolls: 1d20a2 Result: 5 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=108656)</div></div>