Dragoncrest Cliffs party down with vigor and candor

hmm. the more val thought about haunt's question the more he was convinced he was wrong. what kind of spectre was hanging down that dark hole? his eyes widened as his imagination took play.

it could be one of those monsters from the sea, some sort of baba yaga come to lure unsuspecting children to their deaths.. an involuntary shiver sent down his spine.

as haunt snorted, val peered back down the tunnel. "val." he offered absently, a frown beginning to worry his features. "want to... check it out?"