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Message: <blockquote data-quote="diaglo" data-source="post: 1223474" data-attributes="member: 2885">Halfling tossingFiddle thought fast. He dumped the pouch and the rings among the other corpses."Hey," he yelled back. "Look what I found.""Sure, Fiddle," Darian smiled. "What is it? Mind flayer fingers.""They are mine," Fiddle snapped. "I get some kind of trophy."The spellcasters tried to decipher the magic auras on the rings. One was a familiar bone ring. Darian tucked it into his pouch of things to destroy. The other radiated protective magic. Fiddle put it on. And no one had any luck with the potion vial. Fiddle replaced that into his potion belt. He also put the empty vial away just in case he found something later.Another stairway down. At the bottom Fiddle's light blinked out. He tumbled back. And felt for the wall. The light returned."A no magic zone?" Sully guessed. "Why'd it have to be another no magic zone.""Anyone got a torch?" Calrom asked."Of course," Marcus of Tyr reached into his overloaded pack. "Doesn't everyone have adventuring gear?""Nope," Fiddle laughed. "I left mine back with the horses.""We have stuff with our houses too," Marcus started to say."Had," Calrom reminded him. The ranger held up what few useful items remained.Fiddle took a torch and went ahead. Calrom beside him. They found another ledge and another cavern. A shorter crossing this time. But still one of difficulty without their magic. Darian, Calrom, and Marcus of Tyr held a rope while Fiddle tied it around his waist."When I get over there you should be able to follow," Fiddle said. He took a step off the ledge and held onto the wall. It was slick. Too slick. He fell a couple feet."Perhaps we should try something else?" Darian proposed. Fiddle stepped back and made a running leap. He jumped halfway to the ledge. He grabbed the wall for a few seconds and then....Smack. He banged against the ledge 15 ft down. The others hauled him up."Good try and a good idea," Darian beamed. "Maybe we can help. How much do you weigh?"Fiddle sailed out over the ledge the others help launch him. He grabbed the wall safely this time. Twenty-three feet. Another twelve and he would be safe. He squirmed to the side. No footing. Smack....Again he sailed over the ledge...Twenty-five feet this time. And he found better footing. He easily scrambled down to the new ledge. His face smarted from the previous attempts. He secured the rope. The others followed.</blockquote>

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