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Message: <blockquote data-quote="BoldItalic" data-source="post: 6785489" data-attributes="member: 6777052">Some hours later, they were back in the chamber at the bottom of the well-shaft. They were surprised to discover that the ropes that the soldiers had laid when they first arrived, had gone. Someone had evidently followed them to the abbey, climbed down after them to untie the ropes from their anchor points and hauled the ropes back up again, presumably hoping to leave them stranded.They weren't stranded, of course, because given time anyone can climb a five-hundred foot brick-lined shaft, and with magic spells available it can be even easier. Fingers was the first to go and he scuttled up with ease to see if the way was clear. He then discovered that the trapdoor had been closed above them, sealing the shaft at the top end, and he could not shift it. He called down to the others. BoldItalic cast a spell that enabled him to climb with ease, and joined Fingers at the top. "Is it time for the Konk spell again?" asked Fingers.It was, and the trapdoor burst open with a bang that was funnelled down the shaft and reached the ears of those waiting below. Fingers drew a sword and scrambled smartly out of the hole, up into the abbey cellar where he found to his dismay that several mead barrels, which had apparently been piled on top of the trapdoor to keep it closed, were now lying scattered around him and their valuable contents were starting to ooze out onto the floor. There was no-one else about, though, and BoldItalic joined him, after calling down to the others to follow at their own pace."Looks like someone didn't want us to leave," remarked Fingers. "That dastardly king tried to trap us. This whole quest was a phoney." He tut-tutted. "Not a very bright move. Waste of good mead, if you ask me.""Hmm. It seems unlikely that the king would seek to imprison own daughter and her guards down there," thought BoldItalic. It must be someone else, someone who did not want the quest to succeed. An enemy of good Sir Rylnethaz. A rival, perhaps, for the hand of the princess?""If it was, he's in for a big disappointment. No-one gets her now." As he said this, Fingers grinned inwardly and thought secretly about the extra bulge in his own pocket. A bulge made by the emerald necklace that had, until recently, graced the neck of the princess. To his way of thinking, it was wasted on a corpse and she owed him a present, didn't she?When everyone was up in the mead cellar Sir Rylnethaz, having been the last to climb up, reviewed the situation and came to a decision. "Here is what we are going to do," he said ...</blockquote>

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