The disk of force appears in the hole, right above the rushing water. Ithiken turns to Miltiades and hands him his backpack. "Gotta keep my things dry, right?" he says, smiling. The elf takes a deep breath and sits on the edge of the hole, before sliding off and down onto the disk. He has ridden his floating disks before, but it's always a shock to him when his feet land on pretty much nothing. He drops to his hands and knees, looks down the tunnel to see how much headroom he has, then sprawls out across the disk. "Well, here goes nothing!"
The spray from the water is great, and it's pretty soon that his robes are completely soaked. He looks out ahead and through the droplets of surf that are flying all around him, there is light at the end of the tunnel. He begins concentrating, and slowly the disk slides forward down the tunnel.
After a matter of a few seconds, the disk arrives right at the edge of the tunnel mouth. Here, the spray is even worse as the water crashes against the rocks at the lip, and it's almost impossible to see through all the rushing water. However, when he raises an arm to block much of the spray, he can see the three others twenty feet below. Ithiken can't help but grin that they all appear to be all right.
"Hey guys! Looks like you're all okay!" he shouts above the rushing water. "You have a rope?!? Bring it over this way and I'll try and lift an end of it up to me!" As he waits for one of them to get a rope out, he quickly reviews the short verbal cue and the one simple hand gesture needed to cast his minor telekinetic spell.
Heh heh... this one's child's play compared to the stone to flesh one. Ithiken thinks to himself.