A Cavern

goldmine8 “Ah… they went this way,” Hasan called from the right. He pointed to a blue rip of cloth caught on one of the tunnel’s walls’ many rocky outcroppings. “There is no dust on this ripped edge, it is a fresh snag,” the elf reasoned. “This must be the way of the dwarvish retreat.”

But Hasan walked the other way. “One web deserves another, eh, Miklos?” he laughed. And the elf blocked off the entrance–and exit–from the other passageway with magical webstrands. “Remember this passage, Feldard,” Hasan called after the dwarf, who had already stomped off. He himself, the elf knew, would never find his way back to this point in the subterranean maze they found themselves in.

Feldard glanced back towards the elf who had their backs and nodded to himself before continuing on towards the right. The change in tunnel architecture was a surprise. The dwarven and gnomish miners had obviously mined into an older existing tunnel system. It didn’t seem like a wholly natural cavern; however, Feldard was having trouble distinguishing its original inhabitants. It would come to him eventually; he was sure.

Confident of his dwarven friends’ unerring sense of direction in the dark, Miklos continued following him. The light from his stone dances around the low tunnel and he was forced to duck occasionally. Sometimes it was handy being short, he mused.

Miklos watch the elf prince’s magic with interest. There were subtle differences between his technique and the elven one. It was in some ways was more fluid and graceful but fractionally longer in its execution. He could see the logic in the action but he wonder how long the magic would last. But he didn’t question the elf over this. Their magic might be different after all.

Maruc was getting frustrated with the low ceiling. Being one of the taller folk and less flexible in his bulky armour he found himself getting pains in his back with all the stooping. The lights swayed ahead of him and he did his best to keep up, fervently wishing for a taller tunnel so he could stretch for a second or two.

Stephan shuddered at the sound of slimy dripping deep in the tunnels. Most of his warring days had been spent above ground. He noted Maruc’s frustration with the cramped conditions. In a low voice, “Aye. I’m grateful for this helm, at least. Otherwise I’d have bashed my own skull a dozen time already. ‘Tis confined in here. I’ll be glad when we’re out.”

The cramped tunnel opened out into a large natural cavern, where dripping water has formed a legion of stalagmites and stalactites, some of which join up to form slender pillars. Across one part of the cavern a number of these pillars once formed a cage-like screen, but a way has been smashed through.



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7 responses to “A Cavern

  1. Maruc: 10xp+5xp
    Miklos: 10xp+5xp
    Feldard: 10xp+10xp
    Hasan: 10xp+10xp+10xp
    Stephan: 10xp+5xp

    Maruc: 18,720/24000
    Miklos: 18,795/20000
    Feldard: 18,790/34000
    Hasan: 17,900/32000
    Stephan: 17,735/32000

  2. Stephan

    The dank sounds of cave echoed vibrantly in the large cavern. Stephan hunkered back against a section of cave wall as much as he could. The light stone he held betrayed his nervousness as it flitted to and fro about the cavern.

    The light lingered a fraction of a second longer, however, on the odd cave cage structure. Illuminated ever so briefly were chunks of the living cave stone that must have formed the now smashed “bars”.

    He looked to see Feldard’s reaction to all this. And waited for the dwarf’s wisdom in how to proceed from here. His sword was held firmly at the ready.

  3. Maruc

    Maruc grinned at Stephan’s quip and tapped his helm. “Keeps the brains in eh?”

  4. miklosdostevar

    If the splinters are within the cave…
    Miklos shone his light around the cavern. “Limestone. This damage is relatively recient. See the splinters? They are predominantly outward suggesting a breakout of some description. One might suggest a natural prison if it where possible to keep someone inside long enough for the stalagmites to join eh? It seems reasonable to investigate that tunnel first.””

    If the splinters are in the tunnel…
    Miklos shone his light around the cavern. “Limestone. This damage is relatively recient. See the splinters? They are predominantly inward suggesting a breakin of some description. One might suggest an atempt at a shortcut by the raiders? But it seems reasonable to investigate that tunnel first.”

  5. Paul

    Through her panic and despair she thought she could hear a sound; voices she thought, yes voices! Not the chitterling that bought the terror that had her trapped and entangled like a trout caught in a net. But whose voices were they? Not the foul Orcs or Goblins. She focused her thoughts and prayed for deliverance so as to have the opportunity to avenge her fallen kin and comrades.

  6. Feldard

    Feldard entered the cavern and noted the broken limestone shards. He listened to Miklos’ assessment as he crossed the cavern towards the “splinters”; as he did so he noted that the cavern continued on towards the right as well. Feldard considered this a moment – the broken limestone could be a diversion or a trap. He paused.

    Then motioned to Hasan – pointing towards the right. “Check that direction. 100 paces. Stephan back him up.”

    Feldard continued on towards the stalactites/stalagmites looking for signs that the miners had escaped this way.

  7. Hasan

    Hasan nodded at the dwarf and moved slowly, softly, to the right, his eyes straining in the night. The big man followed behind.

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