Fight the Real Enemy!
	Sam's Tunnel Fight

Since no one is able to follow the little gnome.. as soon as Sam steps backwards into the shadows, he darts after the little gnome as fast as his little feet can carry him. This is done almost immediately after the little man disappears from view. He draws his bow and arrow, hoping to get enough room to fire off a shot. As Sam goes charging down the tunnel, he finds the twists and turns do not give him the ability to fire an arrow. Indeed, he has to lean down and not hold an arrow set in order to get through certain tight turns, and soon abandons the archery attempt entirely to catch up with the fleeing fellow. Suddenly he rounds a turn and finds the pursued has decided to turn and fight. He lunges with a nasty dagger at Sam, and it finds the mark in his right chest, near the heart, though Sam's ribs deflect it enough to stop a killing blow. However, it is bleeding badly. Sam, not holding a melee weapon, makes due of what he has and smashes his bow into the fellow's groin, bringing it up like a quarterstaff in a very nasty blow. The fellow grunts and falls to his knees, momentarily stunned by the attack. Seeing that he cannot draw his dagger while the little man is bowed in pain, Sam hoists his arrow up and plunges it downward, the point firmly planting itself in the back of his head. He looks up at you with a confused expression before he realizes that he is dead. Before returning to the group, Sam loots the body, but finds he does not even carry a purse. Not a single valuable object other than an iron cross, which is hardly worth more than a few silver. Other than that, he carries a small mace and wears chain mail that Sam could certainly wear if he were so inclined, but he isn't, particularly. However, he is exhilirated to have slain such a foe. He takes some of the blood that is flowing out of the back of the gnome's head and smears it on his face... trying to make it look like he was in more of a battle than he actually was. After he does this, he hefts the gnome onto his shoulder and starts to lug him back to the group... in the direction he came.

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