(ooc: I'll be posting for Aero myself and the monsters in this one.)

Gabriel stepped forward drawing his sword as the injured humanoid approached. With a mighty cleave Gabriel brought his sword down unto the poor creatures head. It split in twain small bits of gore flying in many directions. Capitlizing on his last attack, and quickly recovering his sword, Gabriel sliced right into the chest of the other approaching monster. Blood geysered from the wound as the second monster gurgled and fell still.

Zane had readied his weapon but now seeing no need sheathed it once more. "Well it certainly does appear that some of us have had some fighting expierence. Shall we see what our friends have carried into this pit. Perhaps we shall find something of value."

A quick search of the two yields two suits of studded leather armor, two light shields, two short swords and a pair of javelins. One is also found to be wearing a belt of unusual quality with an unusual shine to it.

Sol put his arms behind his head and looked up, blinking away the water. His eyes fell upon the rope dangling down to them. Raising an eyebrow he looked back at the corpses of the... whatever they were that attacked them. "Just what are those anyway?" He asked, moving over to the rope and tugging it to see how secure it was.

"I'd wager they came down that hole with the intention of setting up some sort of camp here. We've probably down the locals a great service by killing them."

Zane took one more quick look around the room and found nothing. He took one last look at the ceiling and headed for the other door, "Well I say we keep moving I think its pretty clear that rope leads to the outside and the weather out there makes it highly unlikely we'll find anything else."

This was a convincing argument to be sure. Zane was totaly right. But Sol was a curious soul.
"Yeah, you're right. But still, I want to check. I'll catch up" He said, before pulling himself up. He wasn't going to be long, and they had time to burn. What was the worst that could happen?
EDIT: He climbed the damp rope quickly. Zane was right, the rope led outside, and the storm was still going full force. Sol watched the sheets of rain and flashy lightning for a second before sliding back down the rope. He hurried after the others, shaking of a bit of the water.

A short walk down the hallway revealed a secondary hallway going off to the right of the group and a moderately sized room up ahead. Stopping here Zane looked both ways carefully, "So do we investigate the room first or this hallway?"

"Room first, then we'll go check the hall." Sol said, standing by the door and giving it a once over.

Draonor kind of snickered as the man went up and down the rope. Of course, that was then, and this is now. "My vote goes to the room, since we are already here." Draonor said with a nod. "Course, who wants to go in first?"

Siyamak almost shouldered his bow, before thinking better of it. He didn't know what was here... in fact...

"We don't know what's here. We should probably check out the room first, but I don't appreciate the thought of getting cornered. I think I should stay back here and watch the hallway with Zane while the three of you go check out that room as quickly as possible."

Sol looked around, then, realising that no one else was going to do it, sighed and steped over to the door, pushing it open and peering through...

A long, stone table dominates the center of this chamber, and bright bits of gold wink from within the dust that covers the floor. Upon the table lies the well-preserved corpse of a tall humanoid wearing the tabard and belts of a knight. Suddenly, the corpse sits up, lifting an old, rusted morningstar in one hand and a javelin in the other. As it climbs off the table, its mouth opens to loose an eerie moan.

(ooc: Initiative everyone SS:23, IC:18, Me:8 KP:6)