The shaft descends for some distance, but eventually the darkness begins to let up, illuminated by a milky glow from below. You begin to smell a faint, sickly sweet scent carried on the air. As Ragnok reaches the end of the ledge leading down, he is left glancing down from the ceiling of a sprawling room, the floor some forty-five feet below. A swirling, eddying mist in the chamber below seems to be the source of the light, and a great square cub of bronze rests directly below your position.
The room below appears to be empty.