Sandra was rummaging in her pack, but when she finally finished and looked up, Yazhu was already throwing a pair of shuriken at the nettles. "I-" but it was already too late, as the masterfully crafted and razor-sharp projectiles snipped and sliced the curtain of vines into little harmless ribbons that fell to the ground. Sandra held up steel and flint, "I was about to suggest burning them away..." Alas, the shurikens were not salvageable.<br/><br/>At least the way inside the cave proper was clear, though! The cleric muttered a simple<em>Light</em>cantrip, causing the tip of her quarterstaff to glow with a light that illuminated the nearest 20 feet normally and the next 20 feet dimly. Not that there was much chance for the light to travel that far, as the narrow cavern twisted this way and that. The ceilings rarely rose more than 7 feet in height, and moisture constantly dripped down from above to make slippery puddles and rivulets in the floor.<br/><br/>Eventually the passage opened up into a larger chamber, roughly forty by forty feet. The light from Sandra's quarterstaff illuminated six human skeletons lying on the ground, scattered throughout this large cavern, their blades rusted and armor tattered from long exposure to the moisture. At the far end, at the limit of the light cantrip, the skeleton of a samurai, still in Tian armor, sat motionless atop a large jade and cherry wood chest.