<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Sorry, didn't mean to force the situation really. There was dim light about but figured heading forth she might have use for the torch, and now I am feeling I railroaded that part, which isn't exactly something I'd like to do to a player. I apologise, I meant it originally taht she had a bit of time to plan how to approach, and hence a chance to have the torch just hanging off of her somehow when rushing in so that she'd not have to cross the riggety bridge again just to retrieve it. <br/><br/>*Sighs* I'll forgo any such things in the future, my apologies. I hope the game otherwise has been enjoyable to start off though.</div></div><br/>The goblin's filthy chain-mail's remnants had little in the way of pockets, but the loincloth revealed a small bag tied to the rope that served to hold it up, the contents of which were still few. A couple of small teeth, possibly goblin, an intact arrowhead, and a total of 12 copper coins. Not a big treasure there, but it was something.<br/><br/>The shout at the other shore had the wounded goblin cuss out something that was hard to make out from that distance, but by the time she was finishing up her wash the wounded lad had dragged himself almost across. With her body chilled by the water and the cloth clinging, his eyes were roaming on her even as he was pulling himself slowly across. Looking up at her as she spoke up again, he listneed intently but just nod his head a bit in agreement. Given his earlier behaviour, it seemed unlikely he wanted to piss her off anymore either.<br/><br/>"There's still some traps ahead before the junction to goblin town there, but if you want to go alone, alright." He winced. "This far, I think they'll come find me eventually. Or these guys. I think I am not dying here, just hurting a lot." He winced and looked at her figure again, but raising his gaze at her face again after a short moment.<br/><br/>"Uhm, listen... you humies aren't exactly popular here down in the place but uh, watch the floor, its uh, we goblins don't tend to reach very high so we like putting traps at a lower height where humies look less. Ahead, there's a few spots where uhm, looking down may save you from some trouble and uh.." He looked up at her again. "Just saying, humies suck, but you at least got me out from under the cart and that's something."<br/><br/>That said, the dark passage lay awaiting. The passage there came soon to a new set of stairs, descending towards the depths, but there was also a second rope bridge extended over the mineshaft, reaching to the other side with a small cavern's mouth showed, along with a pair of torches. In the depth, no light could be seen.