<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/8e/9f/07/8e9f07754d1df0b7526d76ff267edd4f.jpg)</div>Name: Evan Tempest'ive (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=906851)<br/>Tagging: Store Staff, Lauriel, Banditos<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">~Legend~</div><div class="spoiler_body">Blue text= Common   Green Text= Elvish   Pink Text= Sylvan   Italics= <em>Thoughts</em></div></div><hr/>A few swipes, slashes and snips later, Evan cut Lauriel free of her sticky entrapment. Great! So, to head further in or to leave?...<br/><br/>*Squickpp...*<br/><br/><em>Huh, shoulda seen that step coming..</em>Now, his own left foot is stuck in some of the remains...<em>Ennnn.... HHHHHHHHHnnnnnggg... </em>He tripped backwards, although he regained his footing, but launched his sword into some other web. Along with an arm...<br/><br/>Welp... apparently they swapped spaces...<br/><br/>The chittering on tiny spiders began to resonate throughout the cellar walls. Then a dog sized creature with eight-ish eyes began shuffling forward. It seems like he's stuck in his own situation now...<br/><br/>"Errrm... A little help..."