"Ya have to keep on your guard, Ralph." Connor replied, glancing over at his shoulder. The dragon was fading off into the skyline, with new battle scars from Connor's punch. "Anything could look friendly, flying up to us with a big smile on it's face, only to decide it wants to gut you or electrocute you or drown you. You have to be careful with who you trust out here. People are desperate, and they'll feign friendship at any cost for a chance of some supplies."
"Hrmph? Oh, you're sentient." Connor said, regarding the fox with a sense of unease. The small, horned vulpine seemed to have reappeared almost immediately after he said that, which didn't seem to bode well. "Eh.. sure, we need more people." Connor said, looking the fox up and down. It seemed relatively strong, with it's contrasting powers of ice and fire. Maybe it could hold it's own against a couple of weaker things. Maybe a dragon.
"A mining area, huh?" Connor asked, looking it up and over. A rickety mine cart track lead straight into the cavern. The entrance was wide and tall, and he could easily shuffle his way in if he bended his knees and held his head down low. Connor poked his head through to give the cave a good look-over, glancing through the darkened cave. Stalactites hung from the wall in spiraling rock formations, and small creatures huddled together in darker corners, who ran at the sight of the golem.
Connor pulled his head back through to the open forest. "Not many things in there, beside the occasional little thing that I could stomp on." Connor said, shrugging. "No real problem, so we should be able to clear it out real quick. We could probably furnish it up, and as long as there aren't too many tremors, it should hold steady. Once we get support pillars up, and maybe some other safety materials, it should be safe enough for anyone to stay in."