The iron striker hits the flint with its distinctive sharp clack, echoing throughout the chamber. You hesitate for a moment, wondering if it was a bad idea after all: all things considered, when one is at the bottom of a pit with a chamber full of kobolds just a room away…

Your introspection is answered by the puzzled grunts of a couple of kobolds coming down from the middle pbumageway. A few muffled footsteps, and then, a small green head pokes out of the doorway.

Combat! Party member with the highest initiative goes first, followed by the next and so on. You guys got a surprise round; if you don’t get all the guards (gods alone know how many of them decided to come investigate) in this round, you’re very likely to raise an alarm.

EDIT: I’m an idiot. It’s kobolds.