From the end of the hallway comes the torchlight and a din of high-pitched
yells.  Apparently, there are a few more kobolds in here.

kobolds:  Yeeeaah!  Skree-ka!
torch-bearing kobold:  (running ahead of them all)
Alenniel:  (nocks an arrow)
Ozzy:  Gimme a break.... (he reaches for his darts)
Eagle:  (grabs another hand axe)
Rimli:  (looks at his crossbow momentarily, but then picks up his 
  discarded hand axe)
Ajax:  (seeing that there's no time for something as complex as his bow 
  or sling, he prepares to throw the dagger which he's already holding)
Tasencia:  (watches, waiting to help the injured)
Greythur:  (really appreciating fighters now)

Ozzy:  (skillfully hurls three deadly war darts at the charging kobolds)
torch-bearing kobold:  Yaaa-- urk! (a dart hits him in the face and 
  practically rips a hole through the back of his head [read: critical hit, 
  max damage]; he falls in mid-stride, extremely dead)
kobold#2:  Ack! (a dart hits him in the gut and he and his shortsword 
  drop to the cold floor)
kobold#3:  Skree! (hit in the chest with one of Ozzy's darts, he joins 
  his two companions in the netherworld)
Eagle:  Bah!  That's nothing! (he throws his axe, but it misses them all) 
  Er....
Ajax:  (flips a dagger at kobold#4 and hits him in the eye [read: 
  critical hit])
kobold#4:  Grblg.... (dies)
Alenniel:  (lets fly a volley of missiles at the two remaining kobolds; 
  fortunately, they are well-lit by the light of their torch, whose bearer 
  has only just fallen)
kobold#5:  (hit in the chest by an arrow, he trips over his own dying 
  feet and falls) Urg....
Rimli:  (throws his own hand axe, but it misses the lone humanoid) Grr....
kobold#6:  (another of Alenniel's arrows takes him in the ribcage and he 
  goes down in a heap, dead; within seconds of their charge, all six 
  kobolds have been killed)
Ozzy:  (looks a little proud of his dart-throwing)
Rimli:  Hmph.  (frustrated by his rather poor showing, he is mollified by 
  thinking of his melee with the orcs) Ahh... ur.... (he begins to feel 
  the effects of his injuries)
Greythur:  (sees that Rimli is suffering from a few wounds) Let me help 
  you, friend warrior. (he lays a hand on Rimli while holding his holy 
  symbol of Fharlanghn with the other, speaks a few words, and Rimli's 
  wounds begin to close somewhat)
Rimli:  (feeling a little better now) Ah, my thanks to ye.

                                 ^To the horses
                                 |
  Archers ----->               | |   |
  were here     |    |         |     |-------.
  (appx.)       |    |         |     |       |       
.---------------'    '---------'     |       |
|      k kk      % u                 [   a   |      N
|     k kk       @&                  [       |    W + E
|     -----------====----------.     |       |      S
                               |  |  |       |
                               |  |  |-------'
                                  v To the entrance/gate/'crawler lair

&@%=dead orcs
k=dead kobold
u=you guys
a=kobold quarters (first room you investigated)
==== =door