A Rope

By Hanse

I waited until the baboons had left, then I looked around. There were 3 entrances to the cavern, a guard at one, facing my direction and two others at the middle entrance - with their backs turned.

Near me, was a silk rope, coming out of a pit and tied to a torch holder. To me it looked like a handy souvenir. I moved across and grabbed it. Then hid again. I listened; someone was making a pitiful attempt to climb out of a pit. I crept over and looked - good old Thorvald. I threw the rope over and helped him climb up.

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Stupid things we've overheard...

We open the door, throw in the dwarf, quickly shut the door, and wait for the screaming to stop. Then we open the door again. What do we see?... Dwarves? How many? Do they look upset?

Random Quote

So, we’ll go no more a roving
So late into the night,
Though the heart be still as loving,
And the moon be still as bright.
— Lord Byron