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by waysoftheearth » Thu Aug 14, 2014 12:59 pm
[p Man,leather,short-sword,hand,12,7/7]Armando[/p] slips down thru the rough opening and lands catlike in the excavation adjacent to the pit. Even by the minimal light cast down here he can see that the ledge he stands upon is narrow--about 3ft wide at best--and overlooks a deep, black hole. He suspect he might just about be able to see the curved chute at the bottom... and perhaps hear distant echoes that might be fighting carrying up...
Above, [p Man,elvish mail+helm,spear,shield,12,10/11]Torben[/p] (who is as strong as an oak) brings forth a rope and passes one end of it down, saying he'll anchor it above. Meanwhile, [p Elf,leather+helm,hand,hand,12,8/8]Wen[/p] joins [p Old Elf,leather+helm,spear,hand,12,10/10]Highbough[/p] in peering around the corner...
[f=32]
Golgildir 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[/f]