The four of you walk to the base of the cliff, where you had been directed for the decathlon. A small metal door is your only way forward. As you enter the room, you notice it was once featureless stone, but it now shows the scars of battle. Numerous gouges and gashes run along the walls, and floor is covered in scorch marks. On the far side of the room is a pack of wolves, growling and bristling for battle.
You hear a booming voice, "Welcome to the Decathlon!", as the wolves start to charge.
Spoiler: OOCWelcome to the Decathlon!
Cast any buff spells or other things you would like, and then enter the room and roll initiative. Pick a color (not purple) and each of your players can start anywhere in rows H or I.
Your map is here.
Wolves init: (1d20)[8]+2 = 10