"Oooh!"  A magical pouch of holding was exactly what any self-respecting kender would want.  He quickly dumped all his items from one pouch into the other, and was surprised at how much smaller and lighter the one the sorceress gave him was.  He didn't have to lug the big one around anymore.  "My thanks, good lady!"  he bowed again, more deeply this time.  There was a saying--make friends with a kender and you will have a friend for life.  Of course, it was a curse as well as a warning, but the intent was there all the same.<br/><br/>"And yes, I saw a perfect tunnel on the way in!  It was a perfectly kender-sized tunnel..."  he frowned, as a thought occurred to him.  "But wait, you're not kender-sized, are you?  No, you'd be far too tall."  He rubbed his chin, pondering.  "Perhaps we could take one of the other tunnels instead?"<br/><br/>Suddenly, the sound of a growl echoed down the cave network.  Lucky knew that growl--it was the bugbear!<br/><br/>"Uh oh, I think the bugbear has woken up," he said, his brows knitting.  "Don't worry, Miss Laura Descia, I shall protect you!"  He leapt forward, hoopak in hand, to protect the sorceress from the evil bugbear attack.  Imagine his surprise when, instead of the creature, the kender received a faceful of bats.