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<blockquote data-quote="Richards" data-source="post: 8235222" data-attributes="member: 508"><p>“You given any thought as to how we're going to lug her back to the surface?” Federico asked, pointing to the unconscious form of Shandrilla on the stone floor before him and his cousin. “It's one thing for us to try to find our way our of here on foot, but in her condition she's not gonna be able to walk on her own.” He looked down at the slight woman again, appraising her likely weight. “And we're not gonna be able to carry her by ourselves, just the two of us!”</p><p></p><p>“Yeah, that's not going to work,” Javorik mused. Then, with sudden inspiration, he snapped his fingers. “Little Biggie!” he cried. “Give me a hand!”</p><p></p><p>“I thought there wasn't any air in there,” Federico argued. He hadn't gone to all of this trouble to rescue the silly human girl just to have her suffocate to death in his cousin's <em>bag of holding!</em></p><p></p><p>“We'll let her arms hang out, so her head stays out as well,” Javorik replied. “It'll be fine. Here, hold her feet up.” Together, the two gnomes wrangled Shandrilla's legs up in the air and the illusionist plopped the open end of Little Biggie over her feet and down her legs. Viewed from the side, it rather looked like the young woman was being devoured by a snake or something. Finally, the gnomes maneuvered the <em>bag of holding</em> up her torso to her armpits, with her arms hanging out over the edge. Keeping her head lolling in the open air of the Underdark, Javorik was able to lift Little Biggie over his shoulder without any effort, for anything inside the extradimensional space didn't effectively weigh anything. They made quite a sight – Shandrilla's fingers nearly dragged along the ground, given the little gnome's small size – but Javorik didn't care what they looked like if this was going to get them back to the surface. After all, was he not Javorik the Bold, Illusionist Extraordinaire, Wielder of the <em>Wand of Lightning</em>, Slayer of Lizards, Tamer of Rats?</p><p></p><p>Federico looked down at the corpses of the two destrachan young Shandrilla had slain. Then, with a shrug, he picked them up and stuffed them inside Little Biggie, tucking them in beside Shandrilla. There was no telling how long it would take them to find their way back to the surface and they hadn't planned on this taking long enough for them to have thought ahead about provisions. Besides a waterskin each, they were without food.</p><p></p><p>“So which way to the surface?” asked Federico once they had climbed back up the ramp of the destrachan torture pit. “We're not gonna to be able to go back the way we came, fighting the currents of the river all the way.”</p><p></p><p>“Hmmm,” replied Javorik, giving it some thought. He honestly had no idea – but he didn't want to admit that to his cousin. Still, he knew which way they'd come from the river to the destrachan's pit, where they had found Shandrilla nearly at death's door. There hadn't been any side tunnels the way they'd come, so that way led only to the impassable river, which would be nearly impossible to traverse going against the current – there were sections where the river passage was entirely flooded and the gnomes' <em>potions of water breathing</em> had long since run their course – and to continue to follow it downstream would only take them deeper into the Underdark. Better to cover new ground; it was their best bet. Maybe they'd get lucky and find a way leading back up to the surface.</p><p></p><p>“This way,” Javorik decided, leaving the destrachan pit behind them and forging off in the opposite direction from the way they'd come.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Richards, post: 8235222, member: 508"] “You given any thought as to how we're going to lug her back to the surface?” Federico asked, pointing to the unconscious form of Shandrilla on the stone floor before him and his cousin. “It's one thing for us to try to find our way our of here on foot, but in her condition she's not gonna be able to walk on her own.” He looked down at the slight woman again, appraising her likely weight. “And we're not gonna be able to carry her by ourselves, just the two of us!” “Yeah, that's not going to work,” Javorik mused. Then, with sudden inspiration, he snapped his fingers. “Little Biggie!” he cried. “Give me a hand!” “I thought there wasn't any air in there,” Federico argued. He hadn't gone to all of this trouble to rescue the silly human girl just to have her suffocate to death in his cousin's [I]bag of holding![/I] “We'll let her arms hang out, so her head stays out as well,” Javorik replied. “It'll be fine. Here, hold her feet up.” Together, the two gnomes wrangled Shandrilla's legs up in the air and the illusionist plopped the open end of Little Biggie over her feet and down her legs. Viewed from the side, it rather looked like the young woman was being devoured by a snake or something. Finally, the gnomes maneuvered the [I]bag of holding[/I] up her torso to her armpits, with her arms hanging out over the edge. Keeping her head lolling in the open air of the Underdark, Javorik was able to lift Little Biggie over his shoulder without any effort, for anything inside the extradimensional space didn't effectively weigh anything. They made quite a sight – Shandrilla's fingers nearly dragged along the ground, given the little gnome's small size – but Javorik didn't care what they looked like if this was going to get them back to the surface. After all, was he not Javorik the Bold, Illusionist Extraordinaire, Wielder of the [I]Wand of Lightning[/I], Slayer of Lizards, Tamer of Rats? Federico looked down at the corpses of the two destrachan young Shandrilla had slain. Then, with a shrug, he picked them up and stuffed them inside Little Biggie, tucking them in beside Shandrilla. There was no telling how long it would take them to find their way back to the surface and they hadn't planned on this taking long enough for them to have thought ahead about provisions. Besides a waterskin each, they were without food. “So which way to the surface?” asked Federico once they had climbed back up the ramp of the destrachan torture pit. “We're not gonna to be able to go back the way we came, fighting the currents of the river all the way.” “Hmmm,” replied Javorik, giving it some thought. He honestly had no idea – but he didn't want to admit that to his cousin. Still, he knew which way they'd come from the river to the destrachan's pit, where they had found Shandrilla nearly at death's door. There hadn't been any side tunnels the way they'd come, so that way led only to the impassable river, which would be nearly impossible to traverse going against the current – there were sections where the river passage was entirely flooded and the gnomes' [I]potions of water breathing[/I] had long since run their course – and to continue to follow it downstream would only take them deeper into the Underdark. Better to cover new ground; it was their best bet. Maybe they'd get lucky and find a way leading back up to the surface. “This way,” Javorik decided, leaving the destrachan pit behind them and forging off in the opposite direction from the way they'd come. [/QUOTE]
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