A rancid stench wafts into the air. Nostrils flaring, an old, wrinkled, hunch-backed female troglodyte moves from her cook pot, taking the bone-stick she was using to stir the contents. Waddling over to the narrow central cavern entrance, she peers into the darkness, her luminous eyes keenly picking up the decomposing body of a human wedged into the crack.
Noticing a spilled bag near the body, she uses the stick to pull the bag toward her and starts rummaging through it. Grinning, she picks up several items and starts grunting and chirping to herself as she heads back to season her noon-day meal.