Aseera<br/><br/>I look up from my book, hearing a voice echo down the tunnel, nearly blocked by the sound of the waterfall.  Elvish, in the tongue of the surface elves.  Hmm...I wonder if they are here after me, or if it might be something that would eliminate some of my boredom?  I close the book carefully, and get up, gathering my combat equipment just in case.  I slowly walk the corridor of my home, the hallways dark, save for the forge, which glowed dully, enchanted to never fully go out.  I move closer and closer to the entrance, the waterfall growing ever louder, and peer out through the illusionary rock wall that was to the side of the waterfall.  It looked exactly like it had before I had made the opening, so no one would be the wiser.<br/><br/>It takes my eyes a long moment to adjust to the light outside, but they do.  I hate the surface world for some things...but there are always pleasant surprises, like the one splashing into the small lake.  A beautiful young surface elf, completely naked and alone.  What a turn of events!  This would be wonderful to take care of my boredom!  I pull out a silk rope from my equipment, that I had laced some time ago with mithril strands, and cast a spell.<br/><br/>The rope slithers out and into the water, seeking out the space that the young elven maiden is moving toward.  It is silent, and moves well under the water, where she cannot see it.  When she is close enough, I snap my fingers.  In blinding movements the rope begins entrapping and entangling the girl, binding her fast and dragging her in my direction.<br/><br/>(Reflex Save DC: 22 to negate)