Jerek crosses to the near side of the pit, effortlessly traversing the foot-wide strip that gave the others such trouble. The space is now very crowded, with Kuma, Ydyr, Heirmund, and Jerek all squeezed into a 5' by 10' area. Jerek kneels down, examining the door and preparing his lockpicking tools--only to be interrupted when Kuma brings the hilt of his sword down hard on the door, right where it meets the wall opposite the hinges, effortlessly smashing it wide open.
--And before they have time to react, the four of them are caught in a conic blast of pure cold! Ydyr and Heirmund manage to dart to one side, avoiding the brunt of it, but Kuma and Jerek, standing right in front of the door, are struck dead center.
((Kuma's strength check: 17+3=20. Reflex saves: Heirmund: 20+4+2=26. Jerek: 6+5=11. Kuma: 1+2=3. Ydyr: 18+4+2=24. Jerek and Kuma each take 6 points cold damage. Heirmund and Ydyr each take 3.))
Crouched on top of a broken table less than fifteen feet away is a very tiny dragon--about the size of a housecat! Meepo is kneeling beside it facing you, his chest a gaping wound and his face a mask of clawed scratches. The wyrmling is covered in blood from its head halfway down its entire body; the other half of it is the pure white of newfallen snow. With great effort, Meepo stretches out a hand towards you, managing to groan out "Remember...deal...Calcryx die...Yusdrayl...kill..." before toppling out of view behind an overturned cabinet.
You don't have time to register more than the fact that the room is full of clutter--and patches of ice. The wyrmling licks its bloody mouth with a snakelike tongue, watching as Jerek also collapses onto the stone floor, covered in frost. And unmoving.
((Initiative: Jair/20; Kuma/18; Heirmund/18; Terrek/16; Lehko/14; Ydyr/13; Wyrmling/4.))
((Kuma stands over Jerek's unconscious body, with Ydyr and Heirmund to either side of him, all three of them crowded into a space meant for two people. Jair and Lehko stand on the far side of the 10-foot-wide pit, with Terrek behind them.))