The translucent figure generated by the spell began to slowly drift into the room. Without hesitation, four crossbow bolts flew at the ghostly image, flying right through the light of the spell. Quickly, the barking, draconic sounds of kobolds littered the room, as they screamed in terror at the harmless apparition. Killian and Shenya, both knowledgeable of the draconic language, could faintly overhear the commanding sounds of a kobold that appeared to be in charge of the group, attempting to regain order. Shenya peeked into the room to assess both the overall shape of the room, as well as the potential threat from the barking creatures. Shenya conveyed to the others that the room appeared to have a �ledge� along the same wall as where they entered. Teemto, having control over the �flight� path of the dancing image, �willed� the vision to that ledge.

The kobolds continued to attempt to shoot at the visage, all the while oblivious to the newcomers in the room. �Hey, did you bring the grappling hooks, Killian? I have an idea,� asked Shenya. Quickly handing them to Shenya, Killian smiled, remembering her antics from previous years. Shenya, with two grappling hooks hanging on her belt, began to shimmy up the wall. Due to its roughly hewn nature, it was no problem. As she reached the top of the wall that opened up onto the ledge, she realized that it was actually a room. She quickly found a place on the floor of the ledge to lock in both grappling hooks, and slid down one of the ropes back onto the cavern floor.