He smiles in response, nodding. "Oh, I do hope so. This place is far too...well, droll really. Hopefully, when we peel back the layers, that will all change."

"I'm not sure." Though he can't help grinning at the thought. "Though now I'm going to have to work out how to pull that one off. Giant frog skeletons if the time limit is exceeded." He shrugs. "My hope is there's something more entertaining than the undead, but the night won't answer our questions for us." And while he had many racial gifts going for him, seeing in the gathered gloom here wasn't one of them.

It was silent save for their quiet steps and the scraping of bones against one another with no connective tissue for padding, the animated patrols. He raised a hand and formed a faint glowing ball of energy in his palm. "Shall we?"