"This is what I get for standing around like that."
"Jeez... y'know, it's so dark!"
Cole hit the ground with a hefty thud.
While Cole was on the floor, dazed, he thought back to who could have possibly come with such a familiar voice...
...
... it was the lady.
Cole sprung up from the ground - ignoring the pulsing sting from his face - and quickly scooped up the bag of fruit. After a moment or two of finagling with the end of it, he tied the bag off, and stopped.
Where was he going to go? He'd rather not knock her off the rope if he could help it - he was a bandit, not a murderer!
Suddenly, Cole heard the faint sound of bells from within the cave, and turned around to peer deep inside. Luckily, he did not have to look very far, for he found a staircase fairly immediately. There's only one place where the sound could be coming from, so...
Ignoring the calls of the lady behind him - which had not ceased in his scramble - he quickly scuttled down the staircase to escape certain capture.
Eventually, it became too dark to traverse comfortably, and so Cole reached his hand out and used some minor flairomancy to light the way.
And with that, he descends into depths he does not know.
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