My party was hurrying through some caverns to rescue some prisoners. While taking a shortcut they encountered a roper, dangling from the ceiling among the stalactites. Several of the party spent most of the fight hanging upside-down, being pulled upwards toward the roper. After they’d defeated the roper and moved on to where one of the prisoners was being held, he asked them why they hadn’t come sooner. The sorcerer replied, “We got held up.”