"Stop stop, I'll tell you, I'll tell you," the lieutenant said.<br/><br/>One of his compatriots had awoken in the meantime. "Hold! What of your vow of silence to our band?!"<br/><br/>"But the hair! My beauteous, bounteous locks! I shall never woo a lady without them!"<br/><br/>This seemed to give his companion great cause for consideration. "Perhaps," he said after a moment, "if you gave this fiery lady some sort of prevarication?"<br/><br/>"Oh yes, that is good!" this seemed to comfort the lieutenant greatly, "I will tell you whatever you wish!" he said to Sophie.<br/><br/>Really, how<em>did</em>these people ever manage to become a feared bandit gang?<br/><br/>Meanwhile, Evan bravely cut Lauriel free from her web! Unfortunately he was less careful about himself, and managed to get a sizeable quantity of the web stuck to him, particularly around his arms, and the last hack that cut Lauriel's bonds stuck fast his blade. Their elven vision could make out the outline of a spider the size of a dog heading for them, its eyes gleaming in the dim light, and the scuttling of more spiders on their way getting louder in their ears. This was a bad place to be, and a worse place to be stuck!<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Evan frees Lauriel, but is himself Slowed and disarmed. THEY ARE COMING.</div></div>