Aaron chuckles as he turns his own horse around and leads the way down the tunnel -- a thought crosses his mind that basically amounts to you may have elf-eyes, but a man's tongue is not without its uses, but decides not to voice it, because it sounds really gay. Like seriously.

He'll go down the tunnel, passing through the patches of light and dark, taking out a flashlight when it's too dark for his normal human eyes to see through, until he notices something strange. He stops and sniffs.

"Do you smell that? It smells different in this part of the tunnel."