Go back to the Cave

Seth took a long look at the swamp and the forest and only had one thing to say on the issue. "Fuck this," he replied, before doing a full about face and walking right back into the cave. He'd look around down here a bit longer where there probably wasn't shit that would be looking to eat him. Well, unless the underground here was something like the Underdark in D&D, then he'd probably have better luck running around in Jurassic Park with a porkchop around his neck, wearing a T-shirt that said US Grade A Raptor Chow.

But hey, ignorance was bliss.

With that in mind, he shouldered his sword and began the half hour trek into the bowls of the Earth that marked the return to the dungeon chamber.

After about 15 minutes he heard a sound behind him and turned around.

Standing right behind him, only about three feet away was possibly the most hideous thing he'd ever seen. It was a creepy looking green lizard goblin thing with a rather memorable stench, covered in leathers with crude iron claws. And it had managed to run up to him without making a sound, the sound he heard instead being the sound it made grinding to a halt to avoid hitting him. It panted for a moment and smiled at him with jagged, yellowed teeth, presenting him with a piece of tattered paper.

"For you!" it said, as it panted to catch its breath from its run.