Nindis and Rindallaen stood at the entrance of a cave they came across in the wilderness. The cave had a very particular feel and shadows were more grey around it. Listening, they heard only silence coming from inside.
Rindallaen tried to move the ivies covering the entrance of the cave but they were thick and stubborn. So she had to cut them to make way for herself and Nindis to walk in.
"Do we really want to see what is inside ?" said Nindis, not doubting that Rind had already made her mind for a venture into the unknown. "I do not like how it smells." added the elf.
Rindallean only smirked stepped into the cave. Nindis was right, the smell was not welcoming. Yet she estimated that this was due to some unwell water and nothing more. Nindis hesitantly walked after her, silently grumbling. She had brought in an elven torch and kindling, for she knew that light would be needed inside.
Spider webs did not allow them to have a comfortable stride inside the cave. Also dripping water did not feel fine, it was almost acidic and burning to the touch. So they drow their hoods and went forwards.
Torchlight was not revealing much. As they kept walking inside, the cave got wider, yet there seemed to be a carven path as if to lead them to a specific place. The elf maidens knew no fear and they followed the signs, deeper into the dark...
They were getting tired and Rindallaen's steel was getting heavier. So they took a break and rested on a rock, dry and away from the running thin line of water before resuming their journey.
As they walked on, the air got warmer and humid. There was a sour feeling in the air. At last they came to a hall. Here was a cauldron with something boiling inside. The sourness of the air was now at the uttermost degree and it was warm. The elves were shocked. Who would do this and what was the matter boiling in here ? Rindallaen drew her sword suspecting the owner or the owners of this dire thing could be around. There was no one. The elves hastened to leave the cave and they still could not give any meaning to this even when they again walked under the Sun.
