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Kalenth indeed frees the slaves. After leading them to the fountain room, he speaks to them gently. "Worry not, you are now free. But before you leave, what can you tell us about your captors?"

Kalenth The ranger nods. He reaches down to check the fallen foes for weapons or other useful items or clues. Once done, he keeps watch until the others return.

Kalenth The ranger smiles gratefully as the healing energy washes over him. "Thank you, lass. That's much better." He then narrows his eyes as Kronk runs off. "Did he forget his pack or something?"

Roderic The paladin laughs, and places the vials in his own pouch. "Very well, my friend. I shall keep them for you. I would not want you to feel desperate, nor to see what you mean by an uncomfortable place!" He then turns serious. "So... These evil dwarven folk and their slaves have...

Kalenth The ranger grunts in pain, but answers with a vicious riposte!

Roderic Asturien Roderic distributes the vials among his companions, making sure everyone has at least two of the useful weapons.

Count me in for the long run! I for one wouldlove to switch to PF, if the rest ofthe group agrees.

"Hopefully we will not see other beasts such as that one. But just in case..." Roderic will check to see how many vials of liguid fire remain, if any. He will then see if any of the fallen's weapons might be useful.

((Wow, what a brawl!)) Roderic smiles gratefully at Grok before leaning over to pick up his bloodied blade. "Thank you, my friend. Even in this dark pit, Pelor and Heironeous continue to bless us! Is anyone else in need of aid?"

Kalenth Asturien The ranger also attacks the misshapen dwarf.

Alarion of Tovarre "Agreed, my friends."

Roderic The young paladín takes up another vial and hurls it onto the monstrosity!

Kalenth presses his attack on the mite before him.

Kalenth Asturien The ranger swings at the foe closest to him.

Sword and axe at the ready, Kalenth joins Kronk in blocking the entrance.

Nice job!

Great job, Mowgli!

Alarion will gladly walk in the front rank, beside mighty Soulfetter.

"Some tracks here...". The ranger's deep voice is kept barely above a whisper. "Some look like derro sign, the others could belong to lightly shod men..."

Kalenth looks about the room, seeking tracks or other signs of passing, trying to determine if anyone has been here recently, and if either door sees more traffic than the other.