Worms.  Cold, clammy, squirming and worming their way over her fist, her skin, while she tugged away at the dagger...  The gross, disgusting feeling of it all was soon forgotten, however, as Whisper pulled the dagger free, shaking off the worms and admitting it for a few moments.  Sticking the dagger in her belt, she turned to leave the cavern, wondering just who it might have previously belonged to.  Someone rich, from the looks of it, although there was also the possibility that it was some person's most prized possession, or a valuable family heirloom instead...<br/><br/>In any case, as she made her way to the door, she noticed too late that the buzzing had grown louder, more agitated.  By the time she noticed the Giant Fly, it was already too late.  Before she could even draw her sword, she was picked up, flown highin the air, and then dropped, left to make a painful landing.<br/><br/>After that, escape was starting to look like quite a good option, and so Whisper rushed towards the door, trying to beat the fly there and lock it in behind her.<br/><br/>---<br/><br/>Whisper<br/><br/>Skill: 12<br/>Stamina: 23<br/>Luck: 10/12<br/><br/>Inventory: 3 Gold Pieces<br/>Sword<br/>9 Provisions<br/>Rope<br/>Hollow Wooden Tube<br/>Goblet<br/>Emerald<br/>Dagger<br/>Potion of Stamina