"Lead the way then, human. I have already infiltrated a high security fort tonight, and so highly doubt you could ever come up with any challenge I can't overcome."

“Hmm? Oh, I probably could” Kathlin responded absently as they wandered down the corridor together. The girl appeared to have taken the incident between Sharon, Serphia and Rithrynn entirely in her stride, as though miniature High Elves got lodged in the bust of Night Elves every day where she came from. 

Apparently oblivious to any ire she may have sparked in the Captain with her remark, Kathlin turned to Rithrynn with the distinct air of a tour guide. “It’s really quite, uh, impressive the architecture down here. The crypts below the cathedral are quite extensive….records show that consecutive arch-bishops all decided to expand them, until the Cathedral underwent subsidence and they had to stop”

As the girl talked the corridor seemed to open out in front of them, as the group walked through an archway into a high roofed vault. It was unlit, with the only light cast being from the lantern that Kathlin carried. From the light it cast, the place appeared to be being used as a little-used store-room of some sort, with extremely dusty crates stacked up the walls on both sides. “There’s lots of stories about secret passages down here going to different parts of the city. You know, in case the Cathedral was attacked. It never was of course” Kathlin added in a confidential tone as she turned a corner to walk into a side room. “It’s terribly easy to get lost down here though, so it’s out of bounds to apprentices. So, Li and I came down here once, and uh….got lost”

The room she had led them appeared to be for all intents and purposes a dead end, again lined with crates and boxes. There was however a distinctly musky smell in the air of this room, almost of damp. 

Kathlin walked forward to grab onto one of the larger crates, a vast wooden one sitting against the wall on the far side. Large it might have been, but it could not have been fully filled as the girl managed to drag it away from the wall with only some expenditure of effort on her part. 

The musky damp smell intensified in the room as the crate was pushed to one side. Where it had been, a jagged break in the stone wall could now be seen, large enough to comfortably fit a little girl….or extremely uncomfortably, maybe a Night Elf. 

The hole led only to a dark void, from which the unpleasant smell was coming. Kathlin walked confidently over to it, to stick her head out and glance around before looking back at the Night Elves. “I don’t think anyone else knows about this, but it’s twenty minutes maybe tops to the trade district if you follow the route of the Canal. Oh and there [i]is[/i] a giant squid around here……”

Kathlin paused as she appeared to rethink her next comment, as her eyes settled on the large sword Serphia had at her side. “You need to promise me [b]not[/b] to hurt him. He’s terribly tame, really”