“Let none escape!” shouted Hasan, who loosed two arrows in the blink of an eye. He wasn’t sure if he could shoot through the doorway, which now was cluttered with goblin and dwarf parts, but he knew he didn’t want the remaining goblins waiting for the party deeper in the den. So he hoped for the best and shot quickly, aiming deep into the passage beyond. Between the webbing and the goblins who were struggling to free themselves, his aim was blocked.
Feldard scowled at the realization that he was stuck in the web along with two goblins. “Bah! I’m stuck.”
A quick glance at the doorway behind him showed it completely blocked. “Miklos. Get rid of this. We need to get in there! What purpose is this stupid web, when our goal is within the encampment? Bah, just free me!”
Ludo, thrusted his sword into the sticky morass and swiftly killed one of the entrapped Goblins.
Instinctively, Stephan trained a point-blank arrow at the ensnared goblin farthest from Feldard. The newcomer rogue, however, beat him to it and with a blade, no less! Following Hasan’s advice and trying to find a clear shot, Stephan loosed an arrow deep into passageway. It was of no use, the goblins were already gone.
“You’re welcome Feldard.” Miklos replied lightly as the dwarf pulled the remaining strands from his sleeve. “Look, I was obliged to do something. I couldn’t just stand there and let you be overwhelmed. These strands can be easily removed. We have control over the situation so don’t panic. We know they have time to prepare only the most rudimentary of defenses. They haven’t even barred their main gate. It is obvious they have the advantage of numbers so we must take stock as use our own advantages. Which would be to force them into tight confines in which their numbers would mean little.”
“What we need is a plan,” he continued, “Maybe some preplanned shock clearance tactic? I could try to read the Lightning Strike incantation straight out of my book by I’m not well versed in the spell,so I’m not confident I can hold it for long, if at all. The results could be unpredictable.”
“I for one am glad of your intervention, Miklos, Thank you. But whatever we decided we must be swift and take advantage of their disorder. Can you cancel the spell Miklos?” Maruc asked.
“Nay Maruc,” replied the mage. “There is no way to undo this spell once cast. It was designed to produce a mass of thick, sticky strands that would be difficult to destroy, except for…” the mage turned to regard the torches that alit the room.
It only took them a few moments to remove a couple of the torches from their sconces along the wall. The strands burned quickly and it was not long before there was a hole large burnt through the web large enough to walk through.
“Did any of the goblins flee through the first door?” asked the elf as he joined Ludo who was using the edge of his blade to try free Feldard from the sticky mess. To everyone’s recollection, all had fled back through the door from which they came.
“I think we might as well try that one. Ludo, what can you tell?”
“Right you are Hasan”, Ludo, after making sure he could get past the strands of webbing safely scouted forward to the first door on the right hand side of the passage. He listened for any sounds to determine what was on the other side. He expected at the very least to hear the sounds of the goblins somewhere back in the complex, gathering their forces, but it was quiet…