Sh'aah led his small group forwards in silence and without hesitation. Not only had he come out the same way just a day before, but it was important to show the dwarves he was not afraid. It would only take a little mistake for them to back out. And then, I can't fight them all myself, so the lady will be lost...
As before, Sh'aah climbs across first to secure the rope. As his feet touch the solid rock of the cellar he stands still in the pitch black, listening for the tell-tale clinks and clanks of the habitually armoured dwarves. Not hearing any after a minute, he secure the rope to the same point as last time and gives a low whistle to signal the copper dwarves.
Knowing their climb will be slow, and the group very vulnerable until at least one had crossed to the way station side, Sh'aah crept forward a few dozen yards. There he crouched down against the cellar wall, double axe resting on his knees, and kept his silence. Partly he wanted to know what was happening above, and partly he wanted any advance warning of a counter attack.
As before, Sh'aah climbs across first to secure the rope. As his feet touch the solid rock of the cellar he stands still in the pitch black, listening for the tell-tale clinks and clanks of the habitually armoured dwarves. Not hearing any after a minute, he secure the rope to the same point as last time and gives a low whistle to signal the copper dwarves.
Knowing their climb will be slow, and the group very vulnerable until at least one had crossed to the way station side, Sh'aah crept forward a few dozen yards. There he crouched down against the cellar wall, double axe resting on his knees, and kept his silence. Partly he wanted to know what was happening above, and partly he wanted any advance warning of a counter attack.