Dead End

Erik fell silent up until they reached the cave-in, his spat with the newcomer put his off mood into a darker tone.
"By the Ancestors, will we not catch a break here?"
He blew a breath out, his temper beginning to bubble.
"I do believe that it doesn't shower in caves and I would think it best to keep it that way, eh?"
The old man, Kespin, suddenly appeared. He hadn't heard from him for a while and was grateful he had tired of examining him.
His words brought his temper down a bit, he would be fine yes, but a cave-in would spell Doom for the rest.
"What else can we do here? The way back is blocked as well."