Willie shakes rapidly-dissolving goo-into-water off his limbs and looks around.
"Wow! I can't believe we made it out of that one -- I thought for sure we were goners."
He pokes his finger in his mouth to check his teeth, just in case.
"Yup, we're still alive! Robur -- that was a bold move, but let's hope you learned your lesson," he says, without specifying what the lesson might be, possibly because he's not sure himself.
Willie will spend the turn gathering coins, but only after ensuring that there's a handy rope for them to climb out when they're done, and that Chegs' warhammer is intact, and that somebody up top is standing guard. (So he may not gather as many coins as Robur.)
[f=32]Wiglaff the Elf, F3/MU2
(M 12", AC 9, HD 4+1, hp 14/14, N) cloak of elvenkind
, battle-axe; light, colour spray
[f=47]Wilibald "Willie" Whitfoot, F1/T1
(M 12", AC 6, HD 1+2, hp 9/9, L) gambeson+helm, shield+warhammer[/f]