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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Lanefan" data-source="post: 7156394" data-attributes="member: 29398">Sorry guys, I can't give out 'laugh' tokens fast enough! <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" />==============================================Fleado and a roused rabble of goblins charged screaming straight down into the hole..........and gravity did its thing, and down went most of the goblins at an unplanned and highly unfortunate rate of speed until stopping very suddenly - and very messily - several dozen feet below.  Only Freedo and Gucci had enough foresight to look for - and then use - the ladder that the duergar had put in place."Freedo.  Do you 'ave ze fire?" asked Gucci, the beginnings of an idea forming in his head."Errr...yeah boss, right here!" and he pulled out a very short Wand of Firefinger otherwise and more commonly known as a Zippo lighter."Zat ees pairfect!  Make ze fire, zen when I zay drop eet, you drop eet", and Gucci - who still had his very nice wine - poured it down the hole.  "Drop eet!"And when the little wand met the very fine and unexpectedly potent wine it produced a very fine blast of fire down the hole which had three immediate effects: it singed the feet of the two remaining goblins, it took out most of the rest of the ladder below them leaving them clinging to the hole's wall, and it generated quite a bit of screaming from below as some previously-unseen duergar lost some of their skin and most of their hair."Ropes!" called Cholmondley above.  "Ropes, and we will verily put the foe to flight!"  He hadn't understood a word Fleado had said before his jump-to-a-conclusion into the hole, but it sure sounded inspiring - almost noble.  Very odd, coming from a goblin.  As he thought these things, various ropes were thrown his way from somewhere (this was Ronni's doing) and Foghorn started nailing one end of each of them to the floor.Meanwhile Sister Jericho, not entirely trusting these Druids to be of any use at all thus leaving herself as the only reliable healing source, cast Sanctuary on herself; while the Druids - in an uncanny imitation of the Australian synchronized swimming team - all started shapeshifting in perfect unison.....</blockquote>

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