Eyes burning, blinded, and terrified, Lor swung his axe across in front of him. He felt it's steel blade bite deep into some... thing... in front of him, and heard a deadly, angry hiss.
Grasping the handle in both hands, he yanked it free. It came loose far easier than he expected, and he overbalanced backwards...
Arms flailing, he toppled backwards, rolling down two flights of stairs. He slammed down at the bottom hard, blasting the air from his lungs. Battered, wheezing, and still blind, he started dragging himself away, hoping he wouldn't get lost in the mines.
Somehow, by some miracle, nothing was broken. But Lor knew he was going to feel it in the morning, assuming he made it back to the fortress proper alive.
Gaius wiped the sweat from his forehead. Will the cleaning and tagging of the fortress' remaining treasures never end? Suddenly he felt a pinch on his left buttock, causing him to jump. Whirling around, he saw iton walking briskly away, glancing back at him and giving him a lewd wink.
*OOC*
Looks like you're dwarf got a girlfriend already, Mook.