beneath the steppe

Jynn had ventured fearless underground a number of times and though the dark, damp caverns were not her favorite place to explore she found it hard to pass one up. She'd been nosing around the Stone Steppe when she spied a tunnel leading down into strange caverns that were clearly of human origin. She now found herself in a musty room full of wooden shelves. Some shelves were lined with old books, others with glass jars or a collection of oddities. She didn't know what many of these things were for and she reached out to sniff a book, the binding long covered in dust. It tickled her nose and she sneezed loudly, the sound echoing throughout the cavern. Her ears flicked back as she heard the creak of the cellar door. Was someone else around the steppe?