The horror of what we faced within the copper mines was far worse than anything I could have expected. Never before had I beheld such an abomination! Its foul power made my head feel like one large salt-stained wound and my senses left me. I felt myself on a dark incline, sliding downwards. In my unconscious panic I screamed, and felt the incline disappear beneath me.
Rather than falling into oblivion I felt warmth spread throughout me. I had fallen to the solid cavern floor, and awoke to Noel draining a healing potion into my bloodied mouth. Saved, the battle continued until we were left bruised, bloody, and victorious.
The mines no longer echo with the sounds of pickaxes, and we must hurry to find what has become of that cowardly foreman Thelg Delver. No longer held captive by the mind flayer, he may have more answers about what's going on here.