Horek cocks his head to one side, listening carefully as he gazes around the natural cavern in search of any hidden dangers.

Realizing the faint noise in the background is running water, he eases back through the illusory wall and beckons the others through.

"There is a cave over here, and the tracks run through it. I hear running water, but I don't know where the source is. Let's move carefully."

Unlimbering his bow, Horek hands the torch back to Kerry, he leads the way through the wall and into the cavern beyond. Presuming there are no objections to his suggestion.
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Horek Varshot
Deep bronze skin and the red body paint that decorates the face of this large man combine to mark him as one of true Flannish origin. The plainsman carries a sturdy longbow and a huge sword is strapped tightly to his back. Studded leather armor peeks out from beneath a cloak made from the hide of a large black bear and a necklace decorated with huge claws completes the picture of this fearsome barbarian. The scowl upon his face along with hard, piercing eyes warn you that disturbing this quiet man might be considered foolhardy unless there is good reason.