Subject: Re: the mountain; descent

The gold fills Cadfael's eyes and his step misses a bit as he half stumbles into the room. He ventures forward, turning a slow circle as he does so. "So much light. A mountain within a mountain... More than a mountain... It must be an ocean on an island for no island could hold so much light, it would be too heavy. It is too heavy. It is a wonder there is any light left in the world with so much locked away in the darkness."

For a time he stands perplexed and then slowly winds his way around piles. Occasionally pausing to clear a wider path through the gold. Picking up a stray scepter that had fallen across the path and tossing it back on the pile. Pushing loose coins back to the pile with his foot as he passes them.

To Mission's question he replies "Not far, and with every step less so. Think of it as a voice, the more you strain to hear the more clearly you can be seen. In this room things are clearer, there is safety in a call but not a cry. If you must shout to be heard you won't be."

Subject: Re: the mountain; descent

Mission shrugs at the cleric's cryptic response. He will scout out a twenty yard perimeter around the party.