Floorplan

Though he had lived in the Armada for a long while now, at least two years if not more, Bronze had never fully explored the tunnels beneath the mountain. Being enclosed entirely like this, with hard walls of impenetrable stone, wasn't exactly his idea of comforting. Not like sleeping just feet away from the wide open skies. He couldn't help but feel some trepidation as he wandered the halls now, acutely aware of just how alert he was - a sound from one of the rooms behind him made him nearly flinch, though he managed to keep his reactions in check. He wasn't afraid of the dark, nor the shadows - but he couldn't deny that these caves made him feel vaguely claustrophobic.

Pushing those thoughts aside, he made his way down further toward the armory. Sirius had taken him here long ago, allowing him to pick out something to outfit himself with, but he hadn't come here since. Maybe it was time to poke around there soon. Though something caught his attention, someone rummaging around in a adjacent room that he wasn't familiar with. Clearing his throat to subtly announce his approach, he poked his head into the doorway to see who was inside.