>>Tell Eik to start making silly sounds to draw their attention, then sort of put strain on the rope using your strength… and hair weight, until it rips… You’ll probably drop into the fire, but hey, necessary sacrifices.

You call out to Eik, voicing your need for him to be a distraction.

Unfortunately, you are no longer on speaking terms.

>>Hey, that goblin’s within grabbin’ range! TAKE THEM HOSTAGE.

Aha! Yes! If you take a hostage, they’ll have to get you down to free the little guy! Guy? Whichever arbitrary social designation goblins give eachother. You swing on over with all your might and grab on to the scrawny goblin’s arms, and grin a very villainous grin, pleased that you’ve come up with the perfect solution to your plight.

The goblin does not feel the same way.

However, just behind you, another goblin is enchanted by the swaying of your luscious locks as you swing around trying to catch its friend.

In its desire to rub up against your massive and soft mane, it leaps forward and latches on, grabbing and pulling tightly as gravity weighs it down.

This is not a pleasant situation.

Your captive concurs.

As evidenced by the audible snapping above you, the added weight of the two goblins is too much to bear for the flimsy rope you are suspended by! Or rather, were suspended by, as you are now sailing freely through the air.

Luckily, your swinging has caused you to be flung away from the fire! Jubilations! Though admittedly this was a pretty odd way to free yourself, you can’t argue with the results.

But now you’re lying face-down in a pile of goblin. You’re not out of the caverns underneath the woods yet!