"Maker!"

Was the curse from below, both for slipping on some loose stones that caused him to lead with the rope, and then with the pallet crashing down. He dove out of the way, wincing as he hit the ground, but at least nothing was broken. He sighed as he pushed himself up.

"Fine, fine ... sorry about that, lost my footing."

He looked around, trying to find the hammer itself. "Hold on, I'll bring it up to you."