Should the PCs peer over the edges of the bridge, they will notice two things. 1) They wil be able tomake out shapes in the dim of the bottom of the crevasse. 2) Now the crevasse comes with smell-o-vision. Not quite bog of stench level but lets say a tuna cannery, at the end of a long shift, in August. Nay! Tis more like rancid troll whiz...
Once across the bridge there is a two tiered plateau across from the bridge there is a cave entrance at the far end of the cave is a small brutish carving of some undefinable squat form. It looks greasy.
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