Maybe it was for the sake of convenience and safety, or maybe Paladin Henk wanted to slack off, so he simply picked a nearby place?
In any case!
The six of them had traveled for only one night when, at dawn the next morning, they successfully reached the area around Sword Mountains in the Neverwinter Forest, not far from the Shield of Mebryne. They entered the world of the Dungeon through a small, well-hidden opening.
There was no question that the caverns of the Underdark were incredibly dark and deep. At first, Edgin, Simon, and Holga could barely see the path ahead. Even with Paladin Henk leading the way, the three of them had to use the oil lamps they had prepared in advance.
Doric, however, had no need for one!
She was a tiefling, a child of the devil, and a Druid of the Emerald Enclave. Whether it was a dark environment or the damp, shadowy caverns of the Underdark, it all seemed like child's play to her.
Druids were used to the dark from wandering through forests while transformed into all sorts of animals. On top of that, thanks to her infernal ancestry, she had inherited darkvision. In darkness and dim light, her eyesight naturally surpassed that of ordinary people, and she was even doing no worse than Paladin Henk, who was leading the way.
As for Annie...
Whether she could see or not wasn't all that important.
That was because, right then, she was lying across the shoulder of her little bear, Tibbers, clutching one of his furry ears in one hand and the back of his neck with the other as she slept soundly. Her eyelids were shut tight; she had no need to see a thing!
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(And Tibbers, the bear lord, was dutifully