Throwing up his arms at the last second, he saw a cave spider the size of a large dog fall on top of him.  He staggered slightly but stayed standing with the creature on top of his arms.  It's dagger-like fangs snapped at him between his forearms, but it could not reach him from this angle.

[Private to Baruzur: Your move.]

 The Half-Orc snarled an oath,when the spider dropped on top of him. He had it at arms length for the moment,but that might not last. Barazur attempted to throw the thing away from him and back peddle to gain some room.

PM

[Private to Baruzur: Make a Bare-handed melee attack roll: 1d20+5]

20:02, Today: Baruzur rolled 20 using 1d20+5.  Unarmed combat roll.

     The spider went flying across the cave, slamming into a column and falling to the ground.  It quickly jumped back up and skittered toward him with a hiss.  But it was still dazed from the throw, so is snapped just short of Baruzur's arm.

[Private to Baruzur: You can draw a weapon for free, and roll an attack and damage. Let me know if you have any questions.]

 Brauzur drew his sword and made a hasty slash at the spider. His aim was off,as the steel went over the things head.

6:01, Today: Baruzur rolled 7 using 1d20+5.  Attack on cave Spider.
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    His sword hastily drawn, Baruzur swung wild and missed the creature.  It staggered back uncertainly, then spat a web at him, pinning his foot to the ground.

 The Half-Orc uttered a curse, when he had his foot immobilized. " Ye nasty little piss pot. I'll slice ye inta bits en pieces." He swung the sword again, but not being able to move his foot, unbalanced him, that caused a miss.

10:48, Yesterday: Baruzur rolled 12 using 1d20+5.  Attack roll.
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     The creature scittered up the cave wall nearby and tried to leap on him again.  However, it misjudged the jump, and twirled in mid-air, bouncing off his armor and landing on it's back prone at his feet.

[Private to Baruzur: Make next attack with Advantage]

 Again,the confining space,and the agility of the spider,caused Baruzur to miss with his dagger thrust.

3:32, Today: Baruzur rolled 10 using 1d20+5.  Attack n cave spider.

     Flipping back over, the spider rushed at the half-orc and bit into his leg with it's fangs.  The bite stung a little and blood oozed from the wound as the creature quickly moved back.

(You take 4 points of damage.)

20:56, Yesterday: Baruzur rolled 11 using 1d20+5.  Thrust at spider...again.

 Misseed...again.. To be slain by a pesky cave spider. Ohhhh, the agony

     At such close range, Baruzur's weapon glanced off the spider's body, startling it slightly.  It scampered up the wall again and tried once more to jump down on top of the half-orc.

22:12, Today: Omni-Tent, for the NPC Cave Spider, rolled 6 using 1d20+5 ((1))

     It landed at his feet with a resounding thud, seemingly dazed.  Taking advantage of the downed beast, Barazur swung his sword down up on it's back.

22:17, Today: Omni-Tent, on behalf of Baruzur, rolled 11 using 1d8+3.  Damage.
22:15, Today: Omni-Tent, on behalf of Baruzur, rolled 14 using 2d20+10, keeping the highest dice only.  Attack Spider.

     With a satisfying 'squish' he chopped the creature in half.  It's legs tensed and twitched for a moment, and then it was still.

 The Half-Orc enforcer returned to the cellar, and went to see if the unconscious thief was still alive.

     Doubling back the way he had come and taking a different fork in the cave, Baruzur eventually found his way back to the crawlspace leading to the cellar.

     However, the Dwarf was no longer there.  It was unclear how he had departed.  As long as Baruzur had been lost in the cave and fought the spider, the Dwarf might have sneaked out to the beach, or he might have just left out the cellar door.

 The Half –Orc did a quick search of the basement, then returned to Bettomir to report what had happened.

     Looking around the cellar, Baruzur saw that all the boxes and crates had now been opened, with all their contents tossed haphazardly.  He noticed drips of blood all over, and then spotted footprints heading out the main entrance.  The Dwarf must have woken up, finished his search, and departed.  The double main double doors had been shut, but weren't locked.

     Returning straight to Bettomir's, he found it locked up tight.  A guard spotted him and approached from a tavern across the street.

     "He'll be back tomorrow," Sylus said, waving a half-eaten chicken bone.  He was stout for a half-elf, with bits of food caught in his goatee. "Find something already?"

 The Half-Orc grunted in annoyance. “ That figures. Nah, I will brief him when I see his nibs on the morrow. But for now, how about a drink?” He headed for the tavern.

     Sylus clapped him on the back.  "Sounds like a plan to me!" he insisted, guiding Baruzur back to the tavern.  There was some axe throwing, arm wrestling, and a game of Three Dragon Ante going on.  The barmaids were nothing spectacular, but there was a delicious smell coming from the kitchen.

     "So, what did you find in old lady Finnichi's cellar?" Sylus asked as the dragonborn bartender poured them a fresh round.

 The Half-Orc waved over one of the serving wenches, and ordered to tankards of ale. When she has departed, He answered the others question.“Aye, I found a couple of footpads breaking into anything they could. It is obvious they were looking for something. I downed one o’  em.but the other escaped through a tunnel that lead to the sea. That’s bout it."

     "Killed one, eh?  Serves him right.  Any idea what they were looking for?  What did you tell the old lady?" Sylus asked before taking a long draft of his mead.

Taking a long pull of his ale, The Half-Orc belched. “ I didn’t tell her squat. As far as I know, she don’t even know I was there. Bettomir sent me, so I will tell him.”

     Sylus gave him a long stare.  "You left a dead guy in her basement and didn't tell her about the hole in her basement leading to the beach?" he stated.  Then he let out a belly laugh.

     "Serves the old bat right!  She's always calling on us for stupid jobs and then stiffing us our due," he chuckled.

 Barauzur shrugged,and took another drink.

     The night proceeded and they continued to drink.  Eventually it got late and Sylus headed drunkenly up to his private room at the tavern.  None of the waitresses flirted with Baruzur, finding him a bit too intimidating.