Amathaon replied, "I don't know either. Our guards are an ogre and a bugbear, that much is certain. Though why they'd be after us specifically is anybodys guess. Under a priest you say?" Looking at the prince he said, "Hey your majesty. Didn't you say something about a fire priest or some such at a fire temple?"

Hap automatically corrects his friend. "'Majesty' is a king. 'Highness' is a prince. 'Royal Highness' if he's a crown prince." Then the halfling grins. "Wotcha, Prince."

Amathaon shrugged his shoulders and said, "Majesty ,Highness whatever I don't much care."

Luthien pointed out, "Escape first, quibble later. Cell's a little too small for all of us, if you noticed."

Amathaon nodded and said, "That's true. Anyone with an idea on how we can escape?"

"I'll assume you've thoroughly inspected the interior of the cell," says Haldan. "Anything big enough for me to try squeezing through? Any other points of egress besides the front door?"

Haldan, stretching his legs, walks about inspecting the interior, including the floor and ceiling. He spends a good deal of time on the door itself, looking for any signs of weakness.

Shrugging, he concludes, "I suggest we jump the guards next time they open the door. Amathaon and I from either side of the door. The rest of you force your ways out. You with me?"

Luthien says, "That's one ides. Another idea is what I've already proposed...that we who are strong simply break the door down. If the door's broken, after all, even if we fail to escape, they'd have to move us."

"I think we'd need some type of pry-bar to attempt that, but by all means, if you'd like. I'd lend a shoulder. Then, if they open it to interrupt us, Amathaon and I jump 'em from behind anyway, just as I said." He crosses his arms, looking confident.

"Let's bust outta this joint."
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(OOC:Alright, GM, how many of us can throw our shoulders at the door at once? I'd hope at LEAST me and Rolf, plus whoever else can fit.)

Amathaon nodded and replied, "Aye I'm with ya Hap. I'm getting tired of the cuisine around here anyway. Can't wait to jump on one of those bastards and give them what for."
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In reply to Luthien (msg # 60):

OOC: Two, but not that it's likely to do you much good while it's still locked - the cell is built to hold the occasional ogre or troll....
If it were unlocked and weight thrown against it, a big heavy door like that could just do a little damage to the guards nose should they so happen to be standing behind it at the time. ;)

Luthien, after s little experimentation, discovers the door can actually withstand the combined strength of himself and Rolf.

"Looks like we've gotta wait for the guard."

At least they got some practice ramming the door. He'll ram the part closest to the hinge, and let Rolf take the part furthest from the hinge. The rest of the team can burst out of the gap created.

(OOC:Bring on the guard then! Preferably one inept guard.)

Hap looks up at the height of the ceiling. He's thinking about climbing the wall up above the door, so he can drop down on whoever comes in to investigate. Then, a quick lockpick jabbed into an eye or ear ought to even things up! Or, his belt as a garrote!

OOC; Is there room up there for a 2'10" hobbit? One of the big boys can boost me, and be ready to catch me if I fall.

In reply to Haldan Tanner (msg # 64):

Why yes, yes there is. Not sure if a halfling belt will go around an ogres throat though. :/

"Right," says the halfling, "Somebody give me their belt. Somebody bigger'n me."

Then he gestures to the space above the door. "You tall folk boost me up there, above the door. Luthien, you and Rolf bang on the door like yer tryin' to bust it down, talk loud about the hinges bein' just about t'give. When the guards pop over to quiet us down, try one of two things. If y'can slam the door into them as they unlock it, great! If not, then draw the first one in a bit. Maybe taunt him. Enough for me to drop on his head, and Amathaon to attack him from behind. Then ever'body rush the door. We're halfway to bein' in charge, if we're not trapped in here."

"Fer tactics, I say we overbear the bigguns. It's gonna take maybe four of ya to do it. Then ya disarm 'em and put paid to anyone stands in our way."

He looks over his fellow prisoners. "Anybody got anythin' to add?"

Amathaon gave a grin. He always did like Hap's plans, they usually worked out.

Luthien considered that, and...

"Perhaps it is more prudent to wait till they come to check on us on their own. It would be beyond foolish of them to open this door for any other reason then feeding. Presumably they must at least keep his Highness alive. A little patience makes the enemy less suspicious, and easier to surprise."

"I can't live up above the door, you know. If we wait 'til they're coming in for their own reasons, they'll be slow and cautious-like, in their routine, and less likely to make mistakes. But if we give 'em cause to panic and rush in, then I can drop on one from above while Amathaon attacks him from behind - and believe me, he's good at that."

The halfling shrugs. "But you've been doing fine so far all on your own, 'til I got here. No need to listen to me. Just keep on doing what you've been doing. I'm sure it'll all work out for ya someday."

Luthien shrugged.

"I've been here less then 20 or 30 minutes myself, so I don't know yet what works and what does not. Your highness, what would you suggest?"

If all else fails, ask the prince, who is in authority here.

The prince was about to speak when movement was heard in the guardroom on the other side of the cell door. Based on previous instances, the door could be expected to be opened in about a minute...

Luthien changed his mind.

"Never mind. Take positions, including you, Haldan. We'll surprise them."

He goes by the inside of the door, has Rolf take the outside, where he'll be closest to the action when the door opens. Luthien is humble enough to realize that, as a relatively newbie to the world of battle and even life in general, he should not necessarily be in front...yet.

Hap eagerly proceeds with his part of the plan!

"I want that dwarf and the knight!" a human voice demanded in the guard room.
"If they won't keep their bargain, then Imix gets a sacrifice!"

Amathaon got into position as well. He wouldn't let whoever was on the others side of the door sacrifice him, or anyone else for that matter. Amathaon really wished he had his sword.