As Geno ducks into the Cellar he recieves a warm welcome from the micefolk inside. The diurnals have taken off their armor and gone to sleep, replenished by their nocturnal kin who wear the same armor so that the total strength of the guard remains constant throughout the night. Geno spots Pip asleep near the fire and Sashi walking into the far end of the room in a brown outfit.<br/><br/><br/><span style="color: brown">[Fiona: 27/47 (57%)*] <br/>[guardmouse: 8/52 (15%)** AC=19(+1 size, +1 dex, +7 armor)] </span><br/><br/>The bottom of the chute. Liquid fire is flowing from every surface. Darkness, hot and screaming; claustrophobia. The rodent tries to scramble back the way he came. [escape: 1d20(11)+5=16; DC=24; fail] He finds the sphincter, but when he tries to push it open it doesn't budge.<br/><br/>The feline's belly squeezes and churns its contents. [escape: 1d20(5)+0=5; DC=24; fail] The rodent loses his grip on the entrance and splashes into acid again; it now soaks all of his fur, even under his armor. He splashes and squeeks woefully, really not wanting to become part of this wolffolk.