Noh safely ensconces himself back into the marching order. "Keep those wonderful eyes of yours on the lookout Carc," he says to the Raven, "especially for anything moving up above."
Dougal stands guard while other burn the webs. He's focusing on the northern direction, searching the ceilings if he can see them and watching the other entrances to the room.
Sorry for the absence, folks. Surgery went well. Had extensive damage to my bicep tendon, but there was also some rotator cuff damage, so he repaired that while he was in my shoulder.
Out for about 4 weeks, so I might be on a little more than normal? Don't worry, I won't try to push the action. Well... not too far, anyway.
As the spider-strands burn, they go slack and hang like streamers from the tall rock spire. The trailing silk strands look like ribbons around a maypole.
Amazingly, the fire does not attract any wandering monsters. Where to next? We have one vote so far, for south-west.