This room feels miserably damp, and greasy swaths of mold cake the carved stone walls and floor. The ceiling fifteen feet overhead is thick with cobwebs. Three archways in the walls open into other rooms, all of which are filled with mounds of crates, furs, sacks, weapons, and other obviously stolen loot.<br/><br/>If he listens carefully, he'll hear a soft whimpering sound, coming from somewhere in the basement area, as well.