Zadalon: Before we enter the dungeon I, Franziskan, would like to present to you my new invention. I call it... Weissbier. Let's drink it to raise our spirits and celebrate this special adventure.
FOR UNDEAD SMASHING!
Hail! Hail!
*cirocco observes the groupings in the cavern with particular attention to the ones nearest to her by the north tunnel. In her mind she marks who to watch for .. who to stay near.... who to watch over.... perhaps. Turning her attention to the cavern she inspects the columns, mysterious grate and tunnel entrances for markings, whilst sidling closer to the chests, yet keeping some distance from them. Her bow is readied for action, pointing down to the floor.
{inspect columns, grate and tunnels for markings}