You ascend the stairs in a counterclockwise fashion, with no illumination save what you carry.

In reply to Your GM (msg # 1):

Gremo guards the rear: somewhere there are still skellys...

“It sure is dark…”

Maple swaps her smaller blade for a torch, which she lights

Boots lights another torch if needed and continues upwards. "You would think there would be windows."

Dantes continues up the stairs ready to bash or turn, as needed.

As Barghujin already had a torch in hand is was just a case of following everyone else up the stairs. She still couldn't understand the need for such buildings.

And Tenpiece, the one not in the pit, follows along since staying behind would not be the wisest move.

Silas was going up with the rest of the team. He was contemplating his life choices. In a moment like this it sure didn't feel good to be a mage with no weapons or fighting skills, so he tried to stay sorrounded by others - more fit for a fight that way his ass is safe from all sides...

As you climb the twisting stairs...

(roll Surprise and roll Initiative)