Funklebun is a very short dwarf. He is able to empathise (well, maybe not very well for he is a dwarf for all that) with the gnomes. He will draw his daggers and prepare to hack at anything batlike foolish enough to come within his limited reach.
Telfur drops his Pickaxe (within easy reach mind) and quick as a flash pulls out his sling and a stone. In the blink of an eye he has loaded and is swinging it around his head waiting for one of the bats to reach pointblank range before he lets the missile fly [OOC With a DEX of only 13, poinblank is really the only range for this particular Dwarf].
The dwarf Telfur lets the stone fly. Lazarus also fires a knocked arrow and Lorendiac swings his sling...
[Missile Weapons] [Telfur Sling: [2,6]+13+1=22 L2=25 on DEX: Miss ] [Lazarus Arrow: [5,5][Doubles]+[2,5]+22=39 L2=25 on DEX: Hit [6,4]+25=35 damage] [Lorendiac Stone: [6,4]+25: L2=25 on DEX: Hit [4,4,4]+16=28 damage]
Lazarus and Lorendiac hit the bat! It slumps to the ground. But then the next bat flies into the room...
Telfur thinks better of trying his luck with another stone and snatches up his pickaxe ready to swing at the next 'shaved mouse' to enter the fray. He stands in front of Lorendiac's prostrate form to try to shield his comrade from any further attention from the bats.
Keeping the bats funneled through the door, with prodding spears and swinging hammers, the group is easily able to overpower the last two bats. They slump to the floor, large wings and all.
Telfur manages to protect Lorendiac from further injury. Lorendiac has a large wound from the bat's fangs and is unconscious. Some of the gnomes circle around to see if they can help. One gnome slaps Lorendiac awake...
[OOC: Bandage up Lorendiac? Another room still awaits!]
One of the gnomes, F'lawrence by name, is a dab hand with both lamps and bandages. F'lawrence used to get part-time work from battered mummies out in the desert before he settled down to some serious pond fishing. He is a little rusty but takes on the nursing of Lorendiac.
This room also seems to have been intended to house perishable offerings (crates for breads and meats.) However, this room has been broken into... there is a spooky coldness to the room... Once again, on the south wall, there is a mine-shaft like frame exposing a dirt wall (like the wall to the north in the other storage room.)
Telfur follows his dwarf comrade keeping a couple of steps behind him level with his shoulder. "Take it carefully Funk", he stage whispers as he grips his pickaxe just that little bit tighter and gets ready to face whatever may appear with condign force if necessary.