Besides the beating sound of the rain into dirt, mud, and forest there are few sounds beyond the Delvers themselves.  It seems that between the enormous fire and the roar of battle, much of the animal life in the area has taken to little holes and hovels.  The rain continues to drench down, the trees offering just a bit of protection from the sky.<br/><br/>The old ruins that the Delvers are after remain barely visible through the storm, down an impressive cliff and perhaps half a day's walk through more forest.  Inside those old ruined city could be all manner of treasure, the people who scholars believe live their once had decadent god-emperors.  The stories and rumors of the treasures and wonders that await are varied, but all agree that nobody has ever provided a stolen artifact which has been found to actually come from these particular ruins.<br/><br/><strong>Delvers, don't let me interrupt you if you wish to speak after this battle, but answer me this in some form... What do you hope to find when you come to the city gate?</strong>