About an hour of being carried like a lapdog later you and your fearsome friends find yourselves hugging the edge of a craggy cliffside–each step sending a worrying amount of flagstone tumbling down the sloping sidewinder!
“Phew… bit steep, isn’t it?” Laughs Volka as she continues to tromp along like a kid in a candy store! “At least we can’t look down, right?”
“Just so we’re clear: I’m <span class="mu-i">not</span> catching any of you if you fall!” Adds Rezzie in her usual helpful tone!
Using the pitted wall on your left as a guide, you grit your teeth and squint as you’re fought every step of the way by gales nipping at your face!
“Sure ya’ don’t need a lift?” Asks Volka, each step the Skog takes sending a mini-avalanche past your feet! “Say, bet I can carry all of ya’ in one arm!”
Yea, no, you hiss as you notice TT’s eyes light up at the word ‘bet’, y-you’re good!
As the winds continue to whip the rocks around you, the pass takes a turn for the treacherous–so much so that TT has to take point… and then Rezalith!
“Gap here,” She reports in a lackadaisical tone as you nearly step into the abyss, “And here. Would it <span class="mu-i">KILL</span> you to pick up the pace?” A devious grin forms on her face as she flutters ahead. “Oh… right!”
Har har… Inching across the gap-filled path, you freeze up like a dog caught on the counter when you feel the whole cliffside rumble beneath your boots! Before you can react, the whole <span class="mu-i">WORLD</span> seems to shake, and as you struggle to stand firm amidst the sudden landslide at your heels, a sound akin to rumbling thunder pierces the heavens!
“<span class="mu-i">HELLS!</span>” Roars Volka as she drops to all-fours, “Get low, quick!”
>Roll me 1d100+2 (+2 Loose Footwork, +3 Limbo, +2 Rezzie leads the way! +3 Friends nearby!, -7 THE FUCKING CLIFF IS SHAKING AAAAIIIIIEEEEEEE, -1 Dark)>>6227583Ominous!
