Something Lurks

When last we left our heroes, Pandred had tossed his light into the hold with the webbing, slammed the door and had called out for another torch from Oddsdrakken, outside the hold. While the halfling fumbles around trying to find something to light a torch with, what does the rest of the party do?

Vafrandir: I crawl back out of the the hallway and recommend Pandred do the same. "I don't want to be stuck in a crawl-space if whatever's in there comes out fast."

The DM: As you say that, something slams into Pandred's door with a hard bump.

[OOC-MC: hello everyone thank you for understanding my absence]

[OOC-DM: Welcome back!]

Marcule: Standing next to Oddsdrakken; I hear Pandred shout for a torch. I head towards the shouting.

The DM: You stumble across Vafrandir coming out of a sideways-laying hall as you enter the cargo hold.

Vafrandir: "There's something in that room, and it's not happy. We saw webbing so I'm guessing spiders or similar nastiness."

Marcule: "Oh Fantastic, do we have a plan... i hesitate to solve this problem with more fire"

Pandred: "HEY! LITTLE HELP?!" I fish for my battleaxe and draw it, bracing against the door.

The DM: The door does not seem to be breaking down, but there is scratching against it. You do not smell any smoke.

- Marcule: I rush over to the door holding my hands against it feeling for force "Im going to take the lack of smoke as a bad sign, it tells me there is a real risk whatever is behind this door could be Juicier than we expected"