Ax-rodriq went to investigate each of the individual entrances. His wish was to not split up, as the five of them would be able to handle any enemy much faster than if they were alone or in pairs.
He looked at the cracks in the door to the East. Whatever made them was strong, perhaps stronger even than the mighty Kroxigor. It would be wise, Ax-rodriq thought, to avoid such a foe.
Next he looked, or rather, sniffed out, the North door. Whatever the source of the smell was, it was unfamiliar to Ax-rodriq. Who could say what foul creation the jungle had given birth to in this hidden cavern? Alternatively, it could be the smell of something not dangerous at all. It was a gamble, Ax-rodriq realized.
Then he came to the Western door. The blood on the floor near it had long since dried to a flaky crust, so it was impossible to tell who, or what, was the source. Just as much of a gamble as the North door. Behind this door could have lived a mighty beast to guard the hallway, and perhaps an earlier group of travellers had fought and slain it. Equally likely was the possibility that they had been slain by the beast, and the blood was theirs.
Ax-rodriq was not keen on any of the options. East would lead to a certain fight, but almost definitely one that would be hard fought. North lead to something - what it was, no one could say. And behind the West door, something, at some point in time, had met a grisly end, a fate that Ax-rodriq would rather avoid. Calling Ilok over to him, he described his thoughts, and suggested they take the North path. The group would be least likely to run into a one-sided battle if they took that road, he explained.