Feldards worst nightmare and then some came into being, when the floor gave out and he dropped into the stream. Fear had him gripping his axe on the way down. When he managed to get to his feet and his head was above the water level, he thought what a stroke of luck… until the first of the nibbles came. “Ow.. Hey! Ow.. Aargh!”
The dwarf tried flailing at them with his axe but slicing through the water slowed the axe and altered its trajectory – he was lucky he didn’t hack off his own limb.
Ludo heard the trap door slam shut, and whirled around in disbelief, swearing he immediately rushed into the tunnel to search for the release mechanism to open the trap door safely. “Hasan, Stephen quick, get a rope he managed to gasp”, as he frantically searched for the release switch. Finding the switch, he pulled it and saw the hatch swing open. After opening the hatch, Ludo looked down into the dark water for the dwarf. “Feldard where are you, are you OK?” he yelled.
Hasan watched the fish turn the water below into a frothing mass of fins and tails. Suddenly, the elf began rifling through his pack. Finding what he was looking for, the elf dumped his packet of rations in the river. It pained him to see the last of his Elyan biscuits float to the top, only to be carried rapidly away, wholly ignored by the devilish fish. But his offering lured away at least a few of Feldard’s predators.
“Get me outta here! They’re biting at every crevice they can find!” Feldard cried out reaching up with one hand toward the log overhead.
The dwarf cry and splash were enough to have Maruc hunting for his rope. He looped it into a swift bowline and wrapped the loose end round his waist then cast the remainder past his milling friends and into the blackness beneath. It was fortunate the dwarf could see in the dark.
He glanced about him. “Stephan. Brace the rope with me.” The he cried down the hole “Feldard! Grab the loop and tell us when to pull.” He waited until the dwarf had secured himself. It was a long time as the dwarf floundered in the swift inky water hunting for the loop.
Maruc felt a tugging and nodded to Stefan to take the strain. “Now.”
They pulled bloodied dwarf from the swell.
Seeing Stephan was taken with more urgent matters Miklos stood rearguard. He mentally prepared a sleep spell in case of a surprise attack from behind.
The mage then heard a goblin shout in the distance. He then heard the sounds of crude goblin armor clanking as both doors to the room began to move. The pile of obstacles that had been piled against the entry started to shift. The goblins would be inside at any moment.