<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/ba/Female_Swashbuckler.png)</div>Rand (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=1125325)<br/><br/>Once the scorpion had left, Rand slipped carefully out to retrieve her star knife and sheath it on her belt once more.<br/><br/>The young swashbuckler gave an 'ick', at the quality of the rope.  “Do you suppose someone was in here before us?” she inquired.<br/><br/>Sheathing her blade, the redhead sat down her sunrod.  Removing a chain of silk rope from her backpack, she worked carefully to knot it at regular intervals for climbing.  “Clear the piton for me and we'll use mine,” she suggested.<br/><br/>When the knotting was done, she secured the rope carefully to the piton, gave it a few solid tugs, then said, “I can go first.  Tgamo, I'd feel a lot safer knowing you were ready to come down with me.”<br/><br/>She slipped the sun rod between her buckler strap and her wrist, then started down the knotted rope.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">At 2015-04-09 01:32:27, Rand (uid: 16) rolls: 1d20a3 Result: 21 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=74139)</div></div>