Kindra whispers to Mel: “Sword under the bed. When he’s occupied, hide it on your person. I’ll be in pain from it; ignore it completely. Focus on getting it when I have his attention.”

She’ll wait a while after the conversation (20 ish minutes), Kindra will be cleaning the floor near the jagged rock. As she stands up, her arm brushed against the jagged part of the rock.

(She’ll take some self-inflicted slashing or piercing damage from this)

The genasi reels back in pain from the gash. “Agh! Shit!” she yelps as blood trickles out of the wound on her arm. Clutching it in pain, she goes toward the guard, her breathing ragged. ”Bandage or cloth or something?” she asks him hurriedly. She pantomimes wrapping something around her wound if the guard doesn’t understand her. As she does so, she has to uncover the wound, which causes the blood from it to trickle down onto the cavern floor. All this in hopes of gaining the guard’s attention.

While Kindra has the guard's attention, Mel scurries under the bed and grabs for the shortsword. Stealth 20 She manages to do this without being seen, and hides the shortsword on her person.

The guard sneers at Kindra, and shouts to one of the other drow in Undercommon. After a moment, the second drow comes by with a bandage, and tosses it to the genasi.

Kindra winds it around her wound, and sighs in relief. She nods to the drow with the bandage, giving a thumbs up as she turns back to finish the cleaning.

She stares at the floor, now stained a bit with blood.

"...crap."

She sets to cleaning up the mess she made, plus the rest of the barracks with Mel.

"What now?" Mel asks quietly. "Do we take out the guard?"

Kindra shakes her head. “Need a plan. Not entirely sure of the exits to this place. Maybe we’ll find some more stuff in time. Hide the sword.”

Mel nods, and goes back to cleaning. She maneuvers awkwardly, having hidden the shortsword down the back of her shirt. After a while, the drow guarding them barks an order in their direction, and the two are led back to the prisoner cell, and another group of four is taken out to perform labor for their captors.

Perception for any cave exits while walking back: 13

Kindra gives Mel a small fistbump once back in the cell. "See? Not entirely hopeless. We'll be alright."

With her ability to see in darkness, Kindra is able to locate three exits from the cavern: one to the northwest, one to the northeast, and one to the southwest. The problem is, they are all at the ground level, one hundred feet below. She notices the lift, however, that originally brought her and Mel to Velkynvelve. It is just outside of the barracks caverns, and must be operated at the top by the drow in order to lift anyone up or send anyone down.

Once Kindra and Mel are back in the cell, the drow guards lock them up and return to their guard tower in the giant stalactite.

Kindra eyes the elevator. “Bit too far for any spells to reach that could work the elevator for us, and I doubt that coin is enough to bribe the drow to do it. A commanding spell might not last long enough. We might have to resort to busting out of work duty next time if there isn’t any better option, and without a way to work that lift I’m not sure that would end any better. Any ideas?” she whispers to Mel.

"What about those spider webs?" Mel asks. "We could probably jump down onto them, and then I think there's a pool beneath the outpost. We could dive into there." She shifts uncomfortably. "In any case, it looks like we're here for the day."

"Sounds like a good plan. Might as well get comfy until the opportunity arises." Kindra yawns.

After a long moment of silence--it is hard to tell how much time actually passed--one of the more recognizable drow, the one with scarring across his face and neck who was usually accompanied by Mistress Ilvara and another male drow, makes his way to the cell door. "You," he says in Common, and points to Kindra. "Come here."

She does so, after exchanging a look at Mel - mostly of nervousness. "Yeah?"

The drow speaks in hushed tones as Kindra approaches the cell door. “If I could give you a means to escape from here, would you take it?” His face is expressionless as he talks, the Common tongue sounding somewhat foreign coming from his mouth.

"Yes." she replies hurriedly.

"I will leave the gate unlocked. During the next changing of the guard, I will create a diversion to draw attention away from you., but I will help you no further." He gives Kindra a stern glance. "I care little if you actually escape with your lives, mind you. I have my own reasons for doing what I'm doing."

Kindra gulps a bit, then nods. “Thanks.” She then moves back toward the rest of the prisoners, ready for the drow’s plan to work.

As Kindra waits for the changing of the guard, Eldeth, the dwarf prisoner, walks up to her. "What was all that about?" she asks.

"Get ready." she replies. "We're getting out of here, courtesy of an unlocked cell door when the guards change. There's the webs above a pool that we can land in, after we reach the armory and get stuff from there."

The dwarf nods in response, and Mel gulps nervously. "Best not tell the others yet. We don't want them attracting too much attention."

A short while later, the guards from the hanging guard tower are called out by the scarred drow. They go towards him, leaving the guard's station completely empty. "Now's as good a time as any," Mel says.

If you attempt to move out silently, roll Stealth with advantage.