Okay, Phil, where'd you want--
[ How about a carriage, piled with armor, balanced on his shoulders? Something that high isn't going work when he tries to run through a doorway, and the resulting crash is quite loud. Oops. ]
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A pin-prick of luminescent green light pierces the ground, shooting ever up towards foreboding storm clouds gathering in the night sky. From its origin, the ground begins falling away. Bricks of pavement, mortar and mud tumble down into a gaping abyss. As though to herald this new arrival, sharp veins of lightning litter the sky in the distance. In this brief flash, one could spy a stone spiral staircase leading down towards an unfathomable darkness.
The low rumbles of thunder on the heels of the distant sparks seem to both warn and invite. To those who dare, the stairs await; but what fate would befall the daring?