Knee Deep
The pitched battles with those in league with the Lady of Coins continued in the foul-smelling air.
An ambush by minotaurs bearing her sigil, a mage throwing spells and the sharp blade of foes, took its toll and the party found themselves weak and weary as they reached the bottom of a long rope ladder which reached impossibly high above them. It led to a fissure in the rock and the smell of polish and oil filled the air.
As the party began to ascend there was the sound of a bell far away - their presence obviously noted. Up, up and up the heroes headed, through a tube of bronze, bending at times before it became apparent - they were ascending inside the Colossus of Pythor.