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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Capellan" data-source="post: 1191079" data-attributes="member: 6294">"Bounty Hunters" by Jim Gillispie's Module Workshop - Part 4The group searches the room, and again turns up empty.  Complaining bitterly about monsters that don't collect treasure for them to loot, they return to the large chamber with the hole broken in one wall."I think we can squeeze our way through." Briar reports, after examining it for a few moments. "It's definitely wide enough for a person, and we all tend to travel pretty light, so armour isn't a problem.""Looks pretty tight to me." The Padre frowns, with a glance at the heavy wooden shield he carries."It's only like that for a few feet.  After that, it widens out."Anastria nods,"She speaks the truth.  Even fat, slow humans will be able to get through.""Please stop helping." Briar rubs her eyes like she has a headache. "Are we going, or not?""No choice." Mantreus shrugs and begins to squirm his way through, "Those bounty hunters aren't going to go away without the diamond."The sorcerer has a good point, and one by one, the group inch their way through the hole.  The Padre is the last to do so, passing his shield through to the others before making the attempt.  Despite his concerns, he has very little difficulty with the task."That was easy," he quirks an eyebrow at Anastria, who picked up some tears in her clothing while working her way through, "Looks like you need to lose a few pounds."Not waiting for an answer from the sputtering elf, the cleric moves on down the corridor."It's wide enough for two abreast, up here." He calls back, "We'll go on in three ranks.  Briar, you take the torch and stand in the middle with Mantreus.  The rest of us will protect you, front and back."The group adopts this marching order and moves on.  They have gone only a short distance, however, when they notice a deep but narrow crevice in one of the walls.  Showing more pluck than good sense, Briar volunteers to investigate it."Are you sure?" The Padre crouches and tries thrusting a torch into the crack, but the effort is fruitless, "It looks pretty deep, and you won't have any light.""I've got a small oil lamp." Briar digs it out of her pack, "I can push it along the ground in front of me.  Don't worry, if anything eats me, I'll be sure to scream."With a last impish grin, she drops to her belly and slithers into the dark space, arms stretched out in front of her.This gap is far more tight than the earlier gap they all had to come through, and her progress really is a matter of inches, slowly shuffling forward, pushing the lamp before her.  The tiny flame illuminates only the smallest of areas, but casts enough heat onto the rogue's face that she is soon sweating heavily in the enclosed space.Suddenly something lunges at her, bursting out of the darkness.  Briar has barely enough time for a squeak of terror before the onrushing creature has spilled the lamp, plunging her into pitch darkness.  In that last moment, she sees only grasping tentacles and a soft-lipped mouth filled with small but vicious little teeth.Then something cold and slimy wraps around her face, and every muscle in her body goes rigid with paralysis.</blockquote>

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