Specification is your friend.
I climbed down the narrow passageway and into the dark, wet tunnel below. The floor, walls and ceiling of the tunnel were made of stone blocks crudely fitted together. Judging from the climb, I had gone down beyond the ground floor of the mansion, and was now standing underground. The tunnel led Westward, though I couldn't see just how far due to the darkness. Uberbob and Fawriel were nowhere to be seen.
L33tz4n and Araches came down the ladder after me. "Where's Uberbob?" L33tz4n asked as she leapt from the bottom rung and landed with a splash in a puddle of who-knows-what.
"He and Faw must've gone ahead," I replied. "Or died. Whichever."
"It's awfully dark down here," Araches pointed out. "I can't even make out your hotness in this light."
Normally I would have threateningly pointed my katana at Araches, but if it was too dark for her to make out my hotness then it was probably too dark for her to make out a blade pointed at her neck. As I pondered this, the unmistakable sound of an old man and his canoe plummetting down a narrow passageway while hitting ever rung of a ladder along the way reached my ears. I could only assume it was the archmage.
"By the might of FOO!" he exclaimed, getting to his feet and situating himself back in his canoe. "Note to self: teach the FooCanoe how to have legs. Preferably the kind that can climb down things."
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