Hextehe snorted as he found himself on the ground laid out in rotting debris of the tower itself. It took him a moment to collect himself before he looked up at the whole in the stairs. Was it was trap he fell into or was it his weight? No matter. Pushing himself out of the debris he stood up and reached up towards the edge where he fell from and started to pull himself back up. Gripping the edge in a vice like grip he pulled himsef out of the whole and looked around. Only the catfolk was still in the tower and the sounds of koblods were distant. Beldak wasn't to be seen, nor the winged warrior. Piecing it together it seemed the the tower koblods were going to be dead and Beldak and Kye were dealing with the rest. So he spoke the only thing that he could think of at the moment.<strong>"Watch your ssstep. The floor is rotting. " </strong><br/><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll Result: swordwind rolled: 1d20, adding 4to the total<br/>Comment: Climb check in the event of it<br/>Result: 19, <br/>Total: 23<br/></div></div>