shaft that stuck out of his chest.
'Get them!' Vurgrom bellowed.
As the earthquake continued, five pirates managed to get to their feet and race toward the ledge. More debris dropped from the cavern root pummeling one of the pirates to the ground.
Sabyna took a pinch of sand and rose petals from her bag of holding, crushed them together, and spoke. A light green haze spiraled from her closed hand as the sand and rose petals were consumed by the spell. The haze sped toward the rushing pirates, wrapping around them. All four dropped, asleep before they hit the ground.
Iakhovas pointed over the heads of the other pirates who had regrouped and started toward the ledge. A lightning bolt lanced across the distance.
Glawinn swept Sabyna back with one arm and stood to block the streamer of crackling energy. The detonation rolled thunder through the cavern and blew the paladin off his feet, knocking him back ten feet over the ship's mage's head.
Sabyna started toward the warrior's sprawled form, knowing in her heart he had to be dead. The colorful image of the scarlet hawk on his shield hung in tatters of peeling paint. She knelt beside Glawinn, who lay loosely, his eyes open and staring blankly.
'Glawinn…' she said.
The paladin's chest gave a convulsive heave as he sucked in a sudden breath. He groaned and levered himself up, picking up his shield.
'By Lathander's blessed eyes,' he managed to say, 'the magic in this shield is stronger than I thought.'
He slipped the shield over his arm, coughed raggedly, and got to his feet with difficulty.
Face tight, Azla slipped her bow over her shoulder and turned to them. She drew her scimitar and said, 'We can't stay here.'
'Agreed,' Glawinn agreed. He took a fresh grip on his broadsword.
Azla took the lead as they raced back toward the other end of the passageway. Night had descended since Sabyna had entered the cave, and she didn't see the opening she'd come through earlier until skeletal arms suddenly thrust through it.
The skeleton stepped into the passageway, moving jerkily and holding a rusty short sword in its bony fist. The ivory grin showed missing front teeth and black hunger burned in its eye sockets. More skeletons filed in behind it.
Glawinn moved in front of Azla, sliding his sword into its sheath, and thrusting forward his hand, palm out. 'By the grace of the Morninglord,' he said, 'get you back, hellspawn.'
The skeletons acted as if they'd hit a brick wall. Most of the creatures stopped their advance, but a few in the rear didn't. They were held back by the ones in front. Bones clacked as they collided with each other. Their jaws snapped open and shut in anger, but they turned and walked slowly back out the passageway, fighting with the others that hadn't been affected by the paladin's power.
Even turned away as they were, the skeletons moved too slowly to clear the passageway before Vurgrom's pirates overtook them. Sabyna glanced back toward the ledge as the first of the men scrambled up. The ship's mage ordered Skeins to attack.
The raggamoffyn swirled into action, wrapping itself around the man and possessing him. The pirate turned to attack the next man, swinging his cutlass at his comrade's head.
The pirate ducked and skewered the possessed man through the stomach. Blood drenched the raggamoffyn, staining it crimson.
Azla's scimitar flashed as she closed on the pirate while he freed his weapon from his possessed comrade. He stepped back, holding his slashed throat, and lost his footing over the ledge.
'This way,' Azla called, turning to the right and following a narrow ledge that ran around the upper part of the cavern.
'After you, lady,' Glawinn said.
Sabyna called Skeins to her and drew a pair of throwing knives. She followed Azla into the darkness. The light from the pirates' campfire was barely enough to illuminate the way, leaving long, dark shadows draped over the cavern walls and floor. Tremors still shook the cavern, causing minor avalanches around them.
Azla turned left and headed through an opening. Sabyna was at her heels, aware that the surviving pirates had climbed up onto the ledge and were after them. The passageway ran only a short distance before opening to another cave.
A shaft of blue moonlight spewed through the crack in the cave twenty-five feet up. The light showed thick stalagmites and stalactites that had formed columns around a pool of water on the other side of the cave. Bones littered the floor. Farther back, three figures huddled against the wall on the other side of the pool.
'Help us!' a woman's voice called out. She moved toward them, revealing the length of iron chain attached to the spike driven into the wall. A small boy cried helplessly, his arms wrapped around the woman. The third figure was a young man who'd picked up large rocks in both hands.
Sabyna noted the ragged clothing the three wore, as well as the obvious lack of nourishment, but she couldn't figure out what they were doing there. Sabyna didn't know if they could save themselves, much less free the prisoners. The crack in the roof, obviously created by the tremors, was the only way out of the cave.
The columns,' Glawinn said. 'It's our only chance.'
Sprinting across the room, Sabyna looked at the woman and the small child and asked, 'Who are you?'
Glawinn and Azla slid into position behind two of the columns. The half-elf took up her bow again and put a shaft through the neck of the first pirate in the cave from less than fifteen paces. The man fell back, mortally wounded and drowning in his own blood. It gave the other pirates pause.
'Prisoners.' The woman's face was grime-streaked, her hair knotted. Half-healed scratches covered her arms, neck, and shoulders. 'A tribe of koalinth took our ship maybe a tenday ago. They brought us here.' She glanced at the pile of bones by the pool. There were nine of us once.'
'How did they get you here?'
'An underground river,' the woman replied. 'It leads from the pool out to the sea. They brought us here so the sahuagin wouldn't take us away from them. Koalinth are able to breathe fresh water. This cave was a convenient place to keep their larder.'
Azla loosed another arrow but missed her target as the pirates invaded the cave. They quickly fanned out and took cover behind boulders and other stalagmites. Vumorn came in last, bawling orders at his men to attack. With Glawinn ready to face them, none of the pirates appeared too eager.
Iakhovas strode into the room with the elf woman behind him. One of his eyes blazed.
'I want them dead,' he ordered. He pointed, spoke, and three of the columns near the pool shattered as if struck by a battering ram.
Sabyna dropped beside the woman and grabbed her chain in both hands. She pulled fiercely but the spike didn't budge.
'Don't leave us here,' the woman begged. 'Please.'
'I won't,' Sabyna promised. She slipped one of her daggers behind the spike's head and tried to lever it from the wall, putting all of her back into the effort.
'At them, you scurvy dogs!' Vurgrom ordered.
Glancing over her shoulder, Sabyna saw Glawinn whirl suddenly and engage a pirate. The paladin blocked the pirate's thrust with his soot-stained shield, then cleaved the man's head in twain. Glawinn kicked the dead man from his blade, sending the body sprawling in the middle of the open.
'Have at you, then,' the paladin challenged. 'By Lathander's swift justice, here you'll find a warrior tried and true.'
Iakhovas raised a hand.
'No,' a calm voice called through the shadows.
Recognizing the voice, not believing that she'd truly heard it, Sabyna looked up from pulling on the knife and spotted him standing in the opening leading to the last cave.
Jherek stood in the doorway, the cutlass level before him, the gaze in his eyes defiant. The cut Sabyna had seen on his face was really there, and the ship's mage knew that the times she'd felt he'd spoken her name hadn't been her imagination after all.
The young sailor wore breeches tucked into calf-high boots and a white shirt with belled sleeves. Blood
