<span style="font-weight: bold">All</span><br/><br/>With Phylia leading and roping the way, you cautiously and carefully make your way down the miser's pit. After some hours of cautious descent, you've descended some five-hundred feet, covering thousands in pointlessly boring-but-safe spiraling.<br/><br/>Then, the sides of the pit seem to drop away beneath you. What little light filters down the hundreds of feet is barely enough to illuminate the black pit below. There's no sign of the ground, nor does the staircase continue below. It seems as if you've come to the base of the world, rocky ceiling extending away in all directions. Even your darkvision is of little use, barely able to make out shapes in the far distance below...