To late to turn back now.

“I don't think either of us want to strip our armor, to get back up. Why don't we follow the rabbit hole, and see where it leads?” Artur said to his companion, who only nodded in agreement.

The two made their way through the rubble strewn path, to the other side of the basement The room, what was left of it, was austere to say the least, but had sets of shackles on the wall, as if to hold prisoners A simple wooden door led to the next room.

The two shrugged, and Artur opened the door and glanced through. A huge room with a vaulted ceiling, and large stone columns set at even intervals running in parallel lines along it's length lay just beyond the simple door. Artur could hear some soft chanting coming from the middle of the large room, but the columns were making it hard to see.

Slipping out into the room, they walked as quietly as their armor would allow, staying near the wall. To the north he could see another door, that likely led out and up to relative safety Finally, between the columns of stone, he saw a huge fountain, and a gorgeous woman with long black hair, and huge tits basking in its clear waters, as she splashed the liquid lovingly across her smooth pale skin. Standing around her, were seven large burly men covered in scars, and tattoos

The men all wore long black leather boots that ended at the knee, along with black kilts of leather, that dipped just over their footwear. Their muscular torsos were bare, but their heads were covered with face guards shaped like skulls. They looked very much like his own, though his was blue, and they wore gold. Black leather gloves, with huge gold hued claws extended from the forearm.. They looked sharp, and deadly.

Artur considered his options, but while exiting was a solid strategy, and observation had risk, and reward, Artur was fascinated by the woman and more importantly the water. Killing the cultists would allow him access to both.