So the party heads into the Deep Roads and quickly stumbles across this sorry sack of shit pissing himself in a corner.
So the party passes a locked door with the sounds of pounding and terrified cries of "OH BY THE STONE! DARKSPAWN EVERYWHERE! THEY'RE EATING MY FINGERS ONE BY ONE! THE AGONY!" and head off in search of our sure-to-be-trash quest loot. Instead we find some dwarven shitbag about to get owned by darkspawn.