He went that way!Goradh presses through the smoke as quickly as prudence allows. There's no sign of the intruder on the other side, but his options for retreat were quite limited. You follow a hunch...
...Then comes the blast of the horn, reverberating through your skull. It blares again.
Almost immediately the sounds of shouting and running feet echo up the stone stairs.
Hanu looks around the room in dismay. A few crates stacked against the walls. A solid ceiling above the rafters. Only two ways in or out. No hiding places. Trapped.
Calculating the odds, you turn to toss another smoke bomb through the door-
-Too late. It swings inward inches from your face, and there stands the huge, half-orc guard, brandishing the very axe that got you into this mess.
Goradh has a half-second to appraise his quarry.
Your first impression of the tiny cloaked figure is "halfling," but then you notice the long tail, and the bare chest covered with fur.