Galingal Perception: 25  

Galingal hears a gentle flapping that brings to mind the creatures that descended on the boat and wrapped the party in bubbles of darkness. Hazardous hunting grounds for them, with the webbing and silk, but best not be out in the open where they can drop on any of you.

Galingal looks up as they move quickly along.

”Watch for smother bats. Move faster.”

Stena looks in that direction and whispers,

"Spider is testing the lines. No one move."

The halfling whimpers and Lia reaches out to take his hand. The webs thrum again, plucked by some unseen entity. The three of you wait, time creeping by... another pluck of the silk... a faint cry echoes up from down below... you wait again, but neither another cry nor thrum of your strand comes.

The upper party hurries along, reaching a wide column of stone, the silk attached to a jut of stone, above which is an opening that looks to lead up and curve around into the stone. It is maybe two to three feet across, but hard to tell as you approach how deep it is.

Galingal helps boost Jimjar up to check out the possible cave/tunnel.

Once the strumming stops Stena says,

"Okay. Let's move."

She'll head in the direction they had been heading before the Drow, or as near as she can.

Lia can take care of the halfling.

Jimjar gives Galingal a deadpan look as the shadow elf intertwines his fingers for the deep gnome to step into. "I bet a gold that whatever lives in there likes the taste of svirfneblin.", he says dryly.

That's his only objection as he steps up and is boosted up into the hole. There's some scrambling before he pokes his head back into view. "It kinda stinks in here, but  don't see anything living or dead... it'll do for now, I think."

He drops down the loose end of a rope he secured above.

Stena sets off with a determined stride, followed by Lia and the halfling, hand in hand.

Galingal climbs quickly up the rope to the cave to join Jimjar, helping pull the others up afterwards. Once up, and the rope is stowed, he slips further back into the shadows.

Kolose simply focuses on trying to keep quiet and following as swiftly as possible. He's out of his depth, right now. 

Galingal clambers up behind Jimjar, and Neth boosts the frail Kolose up before sending a crackling bolt upward. He waves at Yuk Yuk to scramble up, sending off another blast of energy before grabbing for the rope and hauling himself upward. His hand clasps Galingal's as you are all plunged into darkness as the entrance to the tunnel fills with flapping.

((STR check from Galingal to help haul Neth upward?))

Down below, Stena comes across a split in the silken path at a narrow spire of rock, one heading upward, but somewhat more back in the direction they came from, the other descending downward, but generally towards the far side of the crevasse.

Galingal STR check: 14  

It's a tense struggle for a bit, before Galingal is able to feel a bit of a give as he pulls Neth towards him. The strange blue tiefling is growling and cursing at the creature, and kicking of foot of flesh and stone can be heard. Some more flapping, and then the darkness retreats as the darkmantle withdraws.

Jimjar breathes a sign of relief. "How long you think we ought to wait here?"

Galingal edges out to the front of the cave, making sure to keep anything metallic covered so it doesn't glint in any light that might be out there and looks for any sign of the drow or spiders or Stena and the others.

Perception: 14  

Stena heads down the Strand leading to the far side.

Galingal hears a leathery wing against stone above them, he judges that one is lying in wait. Silk nearby is bobbing, he thinks from its erratic behavior that one of the darkmantles got snared, but unless it pulls free soon, it is likely to bring spiders. They may be best served lying in wait in a defensible position until things outside calm down, as long as it is otherwise safe here.

Stena heads onward, Lia and the halfling trailing behind.

The trio down below continue onward without running afoul of any denizens of the webs, the halfling whispering to Lia, "Where are we going? I can't see, can you see where she's taking us?"

"We are still in the middle of the webs, no spiders right now.". Lia replies.

The halfling whispers something to her.

((Stena can give me a Perception check to see if she can better her passive.))

Perception: 22 (7)

"Aye'm getting us to the other side. Shush."