<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/aedBf6u.jpg)<br/>(http://i.imgur.com/OPXm5V2.jpg)</div><br/>Velma finally found the secret to getting Tinka to be quiet as the gnome moaned quietly in distress, her hands clutching the thick fur on her back and her face pressed downwards.  Obviously the gnomish wizard did not care for this particular method of conveyance.  The sewer tunnels they'd been in had been fairly spacious, as far as underground tunnels went, but not as much as Velma shifted into bear form and began pounding down ancient stone path ways.  Her nose picked up the scent, the scent that didn't belong in an ancient tunnel, masculine sweat, perfume, and... linseed oil?<br/><br/>She charged along, a growl deep in her throat, growing ever nearer the scent as side passages and offshoots raced by.  She only skidded to a stop when faced with a massive iron barrier in front of her.  A gate, with a human sized iron door, and a wall made up of criss crossing iron bars blocked the whole passage way.  There just on the other side of the bars, an elvish man stood sneering.<strong>"You meddlesome woman!  I don't know how you've survived the flood, but you're far too much trouble to suffer to live."</strong><br/><br/>With that he drew out a set of pipes, bound together like a pan pipe, and brought them to his lips.  Velma roared and approached the bars just as Tinka began trying to squirm from her back.  But the shifting stone beneath her feet let her know she'd not spotted the trap a moment before a dozen bolts fired from hidden holes in the wall, several embedding themselves in her side, and from the sound of Tinka's cry of pain, at least one hitting her as well.<br/><br/>But that wasn't the end to the problem, as the elvish man began blowing into the pipes a scrabbling sound could be heard as the tunnel began to fill with rats, hundreds upon hundreds of rats.  Their beady eyes turning towards the massive mountain of bear flesh in front of them.  Their yellowed teeth looked razor sharp and there was no doubt they wondered what bear flesh tasted like.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">ooc</div><div class="spoiler_body">Take 18 damage from the arrow traps and roll initiative.  The elvish bard (and his rat swarms) acts on 12.</div></div>