Willie helps out in the kitchen, but as soon as he can he makes sure he brings a plate out to Frederick. After noting the state the old fellow is in, he murmurs to any passing members of the Club: "We need to get back down there! Find some healing potion or magic. We've got to help somehow!"
As soon as everyone has eaten, the dishes are done, and all have had a brief sit-down, he starts chivvying the Club back toward the trapdoor, eager to get under ground again...
"Come on, these adventures aren't going to adventure themselves!"
[f=32]Wiglaff the Elf, F3/MU2
(M 12", AC 9, HD 4+1, hp 14/14, N) cloak of elvenkind
, battle-axe; light, colour spray
[f=47]Wilibald "Willie" Whitfoot, F1/T1
(M 12", AC 6, HD 1+2, hp 9/9, L) gambeson+helm, shield+warhammer[/f]