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Oberon splutters, 'I still say we fall back to the outside world. I need to get some air in my lungs!'

Oberon readies his back foot and prepares to withdraw, 'Fall back friends - fighting retreat! Flee to daylight.'

greyarea wrote:Fenwick readies his sleep spell

Oberon readies his "sleep" morning star and takes cover in the mouth of the northern tunnel; ready to spring out and splat things.

Wouter wrote:Dolgrim shrugs: "I suppose west is fine, too..." He grumbles.

'Apologies for my addled brain Dolgrim. This helmet blocks out most of what is said. If you have a way to proceed, let us make haste in that direction.' Beams Oberon.

'We can use a well-motivated sword-arm Finnr! Shall we continue West comrades?' Says Oberon.

'Welcome Finnr, let's find your war-gear. Where might these monsters have taken your gear?' Grunts Oberon.

Oberon frees the prisoner with a blow to the shackles.

Oberon advances. Ready to club something to death if necessary.

'Smells like the second part of this trap. Let's spring it! Hisses Oberon; Skull-Breaker and shield at the ready.

Wouter wrote:Dolgrim hurries back to the room with the chest: "Be quiet! Put it back!"

Oberon drops the chest back into place and readies for an assault!