As his feet hit the damp stone floor, Chaucer looks around the darkness. He struggles to see with any sort of clarity down here. Using the light from above, he spots a corner, and slowly makes his way towards it. Halfway there, he hears a crunching sound, and a thud as if something hit the ground. He continues struggling forward, arms out in front of him, hoping he doesn't fall and break his neck on his vain search for "Glory." Everyone OK? Chaucer calls out. Then, as if a veil were lifted, the hallway Chaucer finds himself in is illuminated, and he is realizes he is talking to the wall.
He turns and sees two bodies at the feet of Brenic and Kanli. Well done, I take it they were of no trouble to you? Why, it looks like they didn't even touch you? Chaucer says admiring the prowess in battle, or mocking such weak foes, the tone in his voice makes it a bit difficult to tell the difference. He turns his head and yells, "All clear to the party members still above, and notices that Kilkin has already made his way down. His indicates with his head the fodder for the half-orcs and waits for the others to make their way down the rope.