As the ancient ruins grumbled and shook, dust and pebbles fell loose onto the party.
“Jamwine!” one dwarf shouted.
The Hobbit stayed stuck in place, unable to detach his gaze from the light within the coffer.
“Jamwine, we must leave!” Blob bellowed, ripping the bewildered Hobbit away from his hypnotic spell.
The alliance made haste as they dashed through the stone corridors of the ruins. Stone bricks caved to the floor beneath their feet. Gold coins and trinkets clinked to the ground, as they leapt from the pockets of the galloping dwarves.
Just as the party reentered the sanctum, a goblin horde 30 strong, surrounded the exits.
“There’s too many!” Oink ordered.
A clanging of swords and hammers echoed in the halls obscured by plooms of debris as the goblins and dwarves tangled themselves among the dense spiderwebs and falling rock.
Using his sleuth and sword, Jamwine sliced through blockage as he rushed to the exit. A plume of dust exploded around him. The ruins had been closed off, forever.
Jamwine sat crouched as he huffed and choked. The dust settled, and the hobbit pulled himself up to rally his group. The sun was setting behind the green rolling hills. Amidst the overgrown grassy cloister, Jamwine realized he was alone. The dwarven company had met their fate…
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