Sammy the Not So Nimble (3)

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  The background of this story is the second campaign of a Dungeons & Dragons board game, it's a level 1 campaign so it's relatively simple. This episode "Sammy the Not So Nimble" took place in one of the rooms - the pit trap room.

The mage almost went in with the fighter, her right foot was hanging in mid air, her left foot at the edge of the pit trap. She forcefully threw herself off balance and toppled backwards, landing hard on her back. She sat there gasping while Hondrel and Saminora helped Chango out of the pit trap.

Chango suffered the fall worse than the rogue did with her two falls combined, but the fighter's incredible constitution allowed him to withstand a lot more injuries. So the fighter shrugged it off and continued towards the chests without a word, the rest followed him, stepping only at places he had been.

The mage no longer walked as briskly, after the near miss and seeing the injury the fighter had suffered compared to the rogue's, she realised the halfling's quick reaction had lessened the damage she took in the fall.

Phancenolara knew she had neither the vitality of the fighter, nor the dexterity of the rogue, if she fell into a pit trap, she would suffer a lot worse than they do. Her magical armour, while capable of deflecting physical blows, would be no help at all in breaking a fall.

"Surely there can't be any more trap in this room, can it?" Phancenolara asked no one in particular.

No one answered.

Saminora, still bringing up the rear, had a feeling that there were more traps in that room.

A lot more.

The rogue wasn't sure why she was so certain, she just knew.

She paused and turned back to look at the pit traps they had sprung, her attention was unconsciously drawn towards the location of those traps. After a brief observation, she glanced to the right and then to the left, she was somehow sure that there were two more traps to the right and one to the left, and she roughly knew where the traps would be.

Turning around to face her comrades, her instinct told her that the next trap in their path would be at...

"Oooff!"

Thud.

...where Chango had just fallen into.

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(to be continued...)

Edited on 13th August 2012, added link.

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