Chapter 9

[Solomoriah]

Cans? What are cans?

Grumm was just considering waking Timorel for the second watch, when he heard a noise from the direction of the breach in the wall. His head snapped around, just in time to see a fur-covered face retreating back into the hole.

[jstater]

Grumm will rouse the others as he moves over to the hole, glaive before him, ready to strike.

[Solomoriah]

The other adventurers roused at Grumm's call.

[Blazeguard]

Rykken comes running over, rubbing his eyes, and positions himself on the other side of the hole, his maul at the ready.

[Hywaywolf]

Shybolt wakes quickly, readies his blade and waits in the middle of the room to move in any direction needed.

[Sir Bedivere]

Timorel rises and readies his sword. "What happened?"

[Solomoriah]

The adventurers stood at the ready, waiting for whatever onslaught was coming.

After a few moments, the chuckling of the bound dwarf captive broke the tense silence.

[jstater]

"Let's finish resting. Laughing boy has a date with a snake in the morning."

[Hywaywolf]

Shybolt snuggles with his blade and returns to sleep,

[Sir Bedivere]

OOC: I assume Grumm tells us what he saw.

Timorel shrugs and says, "Think he was a scout?" Then, after a moment, "I guess it doesn't matter. My watch?"