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 With your pack and weapons ahead of you, you push blindly into the darkness of the ventilation shaft. On all sides the rough stone presses against you, your progress slow and hard as you edge your way forward. For a good hour you struggle within the confines of the shaft, aware that the Hordim may come after you and in such a place you would have no opportunity to defend yourself. It is a hard path but eventually you reach its end and are stopped abruptly by another iron grill.
It is with considerable difficulty that you push your way past your weapons and pack and peer out through the metal grating into the corridor beyond. In the half light of the passageway you see a swarm of activity that is no doubt generated by your discovery and escape. Heavily armed Hresh warriors crowd the passage in front of you, Jotun lumber by in both directions, their armour chinking rhythmically as great warhammers swing like small toys from their leather belts. Judging by the amount of movement the Hordim are in a deep frenzy of bloodlust and excitement soured with frustration for they cannot find you. For your part nothing can be done. Lying in the ventilation shaft you can only lay still and wait.
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