As you look down the hole, the shaft extends down past your torchlight. From what you can see, the side of the shaft is quite pitted and scarred. It looks like it would be fairly easily to climb, but not it's not completely safe, and you don't know how far you might fall if you slip.
Vixtrin gives Fintan a menancing smile.
"Hope you don't fall." The warrior then shrugs her shoulders, pulls out a torch, and lights if off of Nollan's.
"I've climbed trees with less handholds than this wall," she says confidently. Vixtrin then seems to easily climb down the shaft with the torch.
After she is down about 25 feet or so, you can tell that her light has reached the bottom. Between the lot of you, you easily have enough rope together to make a long knotted rope that will reach the bottom. With the wall to brace against, even the less confident climbers can easily reach the bottom without worry. The shaft extends 40 feet down, and then opens into a room with 20 foot high ceilings. After some time, you all make it to the bottom.
Dozens of bas-relief figures similar to the one on the sarcophagus lid in the room above stare disapprovingly from the walls here. Many sport crossed arms and stern expressions. A few of the statues' heads are missing, and some have huge chunks torn out of them. Others have a wierd melted appearance, as if they'd been sprayed by something terrible. A large glyph that looks like a stylized arrow points down a short corridor to the north that leads to a four-way intersection. Strewn about the floor are broken pieces of the floor from the collapse above.
