Hugging the wall and moving as carefully as 'she' could, the elf-turned-nymph tried to remain unseen as she went, just in case someone else arrived. Taking a hurried step through the room towards the northern side, and the door the priestess headed to with the bones, Valen wondered what might lay ahead still. She was wary in case of an ambush yet curious enough to know she would not back away if she had a chance of stopping this herself, preferably even taking some loot with her that she might be able to sell ahead for a fair price. Right now, she was not sure what might lay ahead though, so she had to move carefully, and spy on ahead little by little.<br/><br/>Last thing she wanted to happen was to be captured by goblins, least of all as a woman. Though she had no deathwish either, but nonetheless, a little caution would perhaps go a long way, and perhaps eventually she would be able to topple them over without getting in over her head in doing so. Just a matter of finding the right opportunity, the right chance.