Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20140514193748/@comment-11457306-20140528021950

(Sorry for the delay, I had to re-boot.  We need a new thread.)

(Sorry, guys, but Rhiannon is not a frail flower and her armor is very heavy.)

"Max, I'd pull you right off that wall.  Eogan, or whatever your name is--get away from me."

She reached up to grab the nearest hand hold and carefully placed her foot. As she resumed the tedious climb, the rope slid further around her, not choking, just reeling itself in. It gave her the creeps. She reached the projection which it hung from and rested for a moment, then finished the climb to the top as the rope unreeled itself again. When the others pulled her over the edge, she lay on the ground at the top and gasped.

The rope came loose at her pull.

"Told you it was enchanted," said Anneken.