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Gron'rindul's expression lightens slightly. "Ah, a test of strength, that I may prove myself worthy of a place in Clangeddin's hall. and a test of faith as well. Very well..."

Gron'rindul will try to find some good hand-holds about a third of the way from the bottom, and try to leverage it up on his shoulder.

Gron'rindul scowls at the rock, and looks around for something he can use as a lever.

Gron'rindul bows slightly in respect for the dwarf's age. "Sir, I thought it might be a test laid before me by my Lord Silverbeard. Though now I guess it is not, or perhaps it is a different manner of test than I had thought. Sir, if I may ask, have you been here long? I am uncertain what I must do or what is expected of me."

Upon seeing the symbol, Gron'rindul straightens. "Perhaps. Yet, as it seemed fate had set this task before me, I did not think the burden was so large as to be impossible for me. I also sought aid in the form of my friends, but nearly lost one again because of my short-sightedness. I would not make that mistake again, given the chance."

Gron'rindul sits next to the other dwarf. "In my travels, I had found that the city of Raven's Bluff was being held under the thrall of some illithid. As the mantle I took required me to protect the innocent against such monstrosities, I made it my duty to rid the city of their presence."

"I had gathered allies to my cause, and we had succeeded in eliminating the illithid's forces and had caused them to retreat back through the portal. It was only when we went on to locate the portal before reporting back that we were beset by a creature who had nothing to do with our struggle against the illithid. It was too great a challenge, both for the illithids minions and for us, but we could not escape before it downed one of my comrades. As he was still alive, I would not leave him, and got him moving again. But, the beast would have its way, and took me instead. I only hope the rest made it clear of that thing."

"I feel the burden I had taken on, that of freeing the city of the illithid, was not too large for I and my companions. But the unforseen burden of the shadow creature was too much, but I still cannot see how I could have been made to expect it."

Gron'rindul then stares off into the grayness, awaiting the old one's answer.

Gron'rindul continues. "My apologies. It is my own internal criticism that I wage with."

"Our plan was to return to the Temple and report the location of the portal once we had found it, and then seek their advice as the our next step. After that, I knew not what we would be required to do."

Gron'rindul actually begins a short laugh. "I do not deny that my desire to enter the portal and strike what blow I may was great indeed. But this was one of those rare occasions where my common sense was given voice, and my heart actually listened. In their world, on their terms, we would fall easily to them, especially in the condition we were in. Perhaps, once we had rested and healed, my heart might have stopped listening, and might have insisted I go through. But I cannot say for certain."

"But, yes, it is now time for others to fulfill their purpose. Here is what I know:"

"Before it fled, the illithid taunted me with the knowledge that its companion had already left with the information they needed to bring the Rift under their dominion. They had only to decipher what secrets it held, and the deed could be done. But I believe it made an error in telling me the name of its cohort - The Creative. Perhaps the priests of the Hidden One can use this knowledge to scry upon them and learn their location and plans."

"All of this is what I would ask be passed on. Time may be of the essence."

Gron'rindul stands. "Farewell it is then. Er...what will happen now? Do I wait for word here?"

Gron'rindul answers, "Thank you, and farewell."

Once the servant leaves, Gron'rindul will sit back down to wait. Of course, after less than what seems like an hour, boredom drives him to stand and begin to walk around.