A chorus of desultory agreement rose from the group, some had already abandoned their positions to get a good look at the key or to begin tapping on the walls listening for hidden spaces. Erika didn’t think they were onto much of a thing there, these tunnels, like all tunnels with the tower, were smooth and disturbingly organic without any embellishments to hide keyholes secret doors. Besides, what was the chance that the jotun had managed to get to the right room before dying? Nearly nill, its far more likely he was still heading towards… whatever the key unlocked, which could just be a door Erika reasoned, when he died of his wounds.

“I don’t suppose you have a Galdr that can find treasure?”

Erika laughed and shook her head as she took Karas arm in hers. “No dear we don’t, I think the vitki who manages to make a Galdr to find treasure will probably rule the world, there are a few divination rites that could be done but I don’t have that part of my Sal ignited and so cannot use them…”

“Oh well,” Kara said airily. “We can just look normally, no problem.”

Erika grinned and gestured at the rapidly expanding mass of delvers who were beginning to split apart up and down the length of the tunnel, luckily Gunhilda and Laudon had noticed that and had begun to harang the down group into the up group, it was never a good idea to split the party after all.

A group of archers and rangers had started lifting each other on their shoulders to study the ceiling, telling anyone who asked that “jotun are tall so it must be up here!” but most of them had clustered around the corpse with Erika who was trying to guess which direction the giant had been facing when it died, obviously that would usually be impossible but in this case, it seemed like the corridor had been empty since the jotun died in it however many countless eons it had been, the stone had discoloured under the bones which were themselves entirely clean, any dust or cobwebs had disintegrated ages beforehand.

Looking at the jotun spine and carefully checking the position of the head, Erika was certain that the jotun had been heading away from the Losthope, or where Losthope was now built obviously it wasn't there back then, and towards the edge of the tower when it had died. Or at least that’s the way its corpse was pointing and frankly what else was she going to do? Tell all the treasure mad delvers “to bad, we can’t find it?”

Following what was, probably, maybe, the eons old jotun tracks. Of course there weren’t any actual tracks but a bit of logical deduction and a lot of plain guess work did the trick just as well, Erika wandering along the plain stone tunnel, further and further from Losthope, the scouts ranged far ahead the flame of greed overriding their caution, the warriors marched in quick time, even Gunhilda was telling a loud and involved but entirely made up backstory for the dead jotun to anyone who would listen, Erika did so for a few moments then tuned her out as she started talking about sky castles and giant magic cats?

A few passages passed by, a half sized for giants and a huge empty round room that one of the delvers declared had been a grain silo. The delvers had attacked the hall, running their hands over the edges of the huge stone blocks that the hall was made from and tapping on the walls again, but it was the silo which stopped Erika in her tracks, if someone was going to hide a treasure… then why not under a vast mass of grain?

The grain had turned to dust over the time so it would be easier to check… but Erika still didn’t want to do that herself, she was a vitki, that mean she wasn't supposed to scrabble in the dirt.

“You and… you, take my thralls and go check in that dust for a chest or box or something that the key will fit, it’s probably giant sized…”

That did it, the delvers she’d gestured at practically threw themselves into the drifts of sticky dust. The thralls shambled in after them and began to wave their various appendages back and forth through the drifts. One of the delvers quickly began to tire, coughing and spluttering and stumbled forwards only half-heartedly, the other apparently had some troll blood in him or something like it because he ignored the choking clouds of dust practically crawling as he scrambled and searched.