Stena narrows her eyes at Galingal's comment and turns them to bore into Jimjar.

"Ye like to bet? Aye bet ye 10 gold that ain't Buppido."

She hiss at the dark gnome.

She shifts her eyes onto Galingal and Kolose and puts an arrow to her bow string.

She offers Kolose a scoff at his suggestion,

"Ye want to go with caution now? Just jiggle the whole thing while ye are there."

"I only said maybe, it was Galingal that said it was Buppy sized. I'll take that bet with the counterbet that it isn't Ranador either."

((If Kolose is going up, he can give an Acrobatics check, flat roll with his disadvantage being offset by help.))

Kolose is hopely more spindly than the hunched goliath of a man would appear to be on a first glance:

18

It's a bit shaky, but with help from Galingal, Kolose is able to get up enough to grab a combination of rocky handholds and spider silk, and reach a wavering knife up towards the writing package...

The strands, part, and a shaggy bit of curls protrude, the top of someone's head. It is clear to those down below, that it is neither Ranador or Buppido.

Stena glances up at what they are doing but mostly keeps her eyes tracking the strands for spiders.

"Cut free," Galingal says to Kolose. 

He's not interested in looking after more bodies, but the last ones they've taken in have had their uses, Galingal thinks to himself, looking over at Neth and then back up at the old wizard.

Kolose didn't even need to be told. After seeing that whatever is in there is at least some kind of humanoid, he's working on cutting them free as quickly and cleanly as he can.

With a rip of silk, the figure begins slowly falling out of the wrapping, gathering speed as more of the silk parts.

((Dex Save from Kolose (with disadvantage), and a STR Save from anyone trying to catch either Kolose if needed, or the silk wrapped figure.))

18

4

((Going with those, unless you recall what they said before you went in and pissed the roller off by adding a second roll in there, M0rt.))

Galingal isn't going to go out of his way to catch whatever falls, but he will try to help Kolose land safely.

(Sorry, rolls are correct, I was being a dummy and forgot disadvantage again and adding it in made the roller upset. So 5 and 16)

Kolose slips and Galingal manages to break his fall, the pair collapsing in a heap as the form of a halfling plumments from the web and lands on his head (1 falling damage) and crumples to a heap.

"Owwww...", he groans, rolling over onto his back and rubbing at a lump rising on his scalp.

Kolose clipped his elbow on a rock and his forearm is numb and painful, but feeling gradually starts coming back.

"Ssh" Galingal hisses at the halfling. "Quiet unless want go back into web."

He looks around for any sign of the spiders.

Perception: (18+6) = 24 (rolled in game log)

No spiders seem to be actively moving about nearby. Perhaps it would be good to get moving before one comes back to check on dinner...

"Shut up. Get up. Move."

She looks at the limp halfling and grumbles something nasty in dwarven before grabbing him and fireman carrying him.

To the goblins,

"Let's go."

The party moves onward, under the guidance of the goblins, Spiderbait ranging ahead and to the sides as before. After another hour of traversing webs, with only a few near misses with spiders, he returns, and has a whispered conversation with Yuk Yuk in goblin, the smaller goblin turning to the group.

"Looks like we've got some company coming this way, dudes and dudettes. Group of drow and their shaggy friends... four of the elves and three quaggoth. Could be we just find a sweet place to hang and let them pass. Or could totally try back tracking onto another strand and avoid them... Spiderbait says the quags were carrying packs, might have stuff for trade, we're chill either way."

"Totally chill." 

Galingal looks in the direction Spiderbait came from.

”No drow. Cannot trust them. Should hide.”

"Agreed. We avoid them."