[GM: the entry room]

Adva feels cold stone under her feet. She kneels and feels around with her hands to learn more about where she’s been whisked away. Her hands find a small pebble and she gratefully wills it to glow in her hand.

She’s in an underground cave. It’s a small room with rough walls. A rivulet of water runs down one wall next to an opening carved out. Her light barely illuminates anything outside this first room. Above the exit is carved the words: “Thieves and Trespassers have no welcome in my home. I hope you learn from your transgressions… if you make it out.”

There’s nothing in this cave, so she might as well go forward. Holding her light in front of her, she goes deeper into the unknown.

[GM: are you trying not to be heard?]

[P: With that warning, probably. But I don’t think she knows what to be afraid of.]

[GM: Ok, roll +caution then.]

[P: 1d20+2, 18]

She’s remarkably quiet as she presses forward. Covering the light with her hands, she dims it so she can see in front of her but not draw undue attention. In short order, she finds the tunnel forks, one pathway going down and one pathway going up.

[P: I choose the one going up.]

“If I’m underground, the way out must be up.” She thinks to herself as she picks the left fork.