Eohild's mind is set about the task, and with the help of Barald -- and no small amount of noise -- she has the heavy mine cart free of all the other scrap.
It's rusted wheels and axles screech and whine awfully in protest as the pair push the cart out of the Troll den and into the main passage.
The main company is two score yards further down the passage, but still in sight. Behind, the first beacon continues to burn on steadily.
Telthalion takes a rear guard position, and Lomeluin the front. The Hobbits look on nervously as Eohild and Barald man handle the heavy cart with a great deal of creaking and banging, and finally get it settled onto the track.
"The Enemy's teeth!" curses Telthalion, "If that hasn't woken every Orc in Moria, we are blessed."
Eohild stands back to clap the rust and dust off her hands and surveys her achievement. The cart is set upon the tracks, and good to go.
The wheels and axles are certainly noisier that what she had hoped, however.
the Elf Medium (MV 12", AC 9, HD 1, hp 1/1, AL N) great cloak, lantern
; spells: color spray; scrolls: sleep, sleep, charm person
Hirelings: Georges; torch