Cedric makes some noise (noise, too much of it) of assent. Yeah, they oughta go look. But there are a dozen doors beyond this hall. But shadows twist. But he's got the funny notion they'll need to mark the path.

Teren scuffs poison from her boots, and Cedric glances for the Gate's black stain. They can't use the Blight, that's insane. Blood gutters below, in runic channel —

That's no better. Might be tainted, definitely messed up. There are fresher bodies, and he doesn't treat the dead that way, and where's this idea even come from at all? Whole thing's right cracked. They brought supplies.

"Got chalk, or a cord?"

He shakes the rest out of his teeth. What the fuck, Carsus?