((Kolose will be next up, after Lia. Tough act to follow.))

((Petmailer would have moved away to give her a spot to land, but at the sign of a fall he would have stepped back to catch or attempt to break the fall.))

Stena would lean over and angrily shush Lia.

((Would she have had time to angel mode to prevent the fall?))

((Not on that short of a drop, and she's also trying to not draw attention, which glowing angel wings would. The crying out was involuntary, and Stena's shush dampens any cries of pain that would otherwise happen.))

Petmailer rushes forward to try to catch Lia.

((Going to call that an Athletics check, with tiered DC outcomes at 5, 10, 15 and 20.))

Petmailer athletics check : 15

((Lia and Petmailer both take 3 bludgeoning instead.))

Lia's cry echoes through the area. 

"I'm sorry..", she whispers to Petmailer, holding tight to him, shook by her fall.

Galingal looks down the tunnel they find themselves in to make sure there's no immediate danger.

The tunnel starts under a bit of a ledge, and it seems a bit tight and damp, but doesn't seem to be full of spiders or other dangers.

Galingal moves down the tunnel, carefully watching for traps or an ambush until he can see if it's really going anywhere.

Petmailer has the wind knocked out of him as Lia lands, he holds tight to her and eases her down to the mouth of the cave floor.  He’s never been this close to the Aasimar and he finds her beauty and the sudden physical contact off-putting.  He struggles for a moment for words, something more than just the sudden blow to his chest.  He turns his head away, a color change to the skin of his cheeks.  “No problem.  Couldn’t see you fall like that.”   He rubs his ribs, looking down and looking everywhere else from meeting her eyes, or anyone else’s.  Afterwards, he resumes his place toward the front, where he assumes everyone wants him so that they can keep an eye on him, still untrusted.  He rubs his ribs as he moves forward down the tunnel.  

If Stena makes it down unscathed, she will wait a moment in the darkness to make sure they aren't being followed before hurrying after the others.

Neth, having seen Lia fall, shoulders Kolose aside and rapidly descends. "Lia, are you alright?"

He has the beginnings of a frown for the blushing drow, before a lazy smile spreads across his features. "Glad everything is fine. Nice catch."

He'll take Lia by the arm as she lets go of Petmailer and clings to the tiefling, as the pair step away to allow others down.

Galingal scouts ahead, needing to stoop, then nearly crawl, the floor slick and damp, but no webs festoon the space. As he moves forward, he catches a hint of movement, and sees partially behind a broken off stalagmite, a furry outline of something the size of a large dog. The goblins have already moved past it to the right, their path not bringing them in close proximity.

Neth and Lia have arrived at the mouth of the tunnel, and the tiefling calls ahead in a quiet whisper. "Gal, is it fine?"

((Kolose is up for an Athletics check.))

Kolose seems rather unhappy about having to climb like this, seeming rather unconfident in himself, muttering something about how he was sure he once knew something that would have made this trivial... Which doesn't stop him from trying to descend as careful as he can.

3

Kolose probably mutters something just slightly louder about how he knew this would happen.

Shimmying down a rope requires hands endowed with brute power and grip strength, not the fine motor skills needed to wield a pen in a manner that distinguishes a "میں" from a "میں".

All that to say, Kolose's grip starts to slide, and once the rope burn lances across his palms and fingers, he lets go and begins to plummet.

((DEX save if Kolose would like to try to catch himself on the way down...))

DEX save: 22

Fingers scrambling, Kolose manages to wedge a hand in a crack, his body coming to a painful halt as he windmills his other arm and manages to grab hold of a stalk of fungus that begins bending under his weight.

((CON Save to keep from crying out in pain?))

Galingal holds up a hand and shakes his head, indicating that it is not fine. He points to where the furry creature is, straining at the same time to try and identify what it is (Investigation/Nature: 9  )

Kolose is not happy. There will be some whimpering regardless of how good his constitution is:

13

Kolose manages to keep it together, and not draw Stena's ire... or at least any more of her ire than he's earned for falling in the first place. He's dangling some 20 feet up from where Petmailer is below, the rope dangling nearby, but he'd have to reach out away from the rock face to grab it.

Best Galingal can tell, it looks rather rat-like... but not quite right. A few extra toes, and the fur doesn't seem fuzzy, and it lacks some of the distinct lines between limbs one might expect. Perhaps there is something else at play here, but it rather looks as if someone did a pretty good job of painting a rat shaped rock to resemble a rat.