Greta looks around with a glint in her eye.
Thankfully, Doc's waist was not needed, as she spotted a sconce next to the window. She proceeded to tie off her best knot, and pulls off a reasonably stable knot that was nondescript.
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She angled a foot onto the sill, and flipped awkwardly around, leaving her slanted backward. She began to climb with arm strength alone. She made good progress, with her feet almost out of sight, until Greta's left hand pulled sharply downward, taking loose stonework away with it. The veracity of her climbing left her without a foothold, and gravity got its own word in to send her plummeting.
Doc would witness her go up, then down, past the window. The rope she'd tied off pulled taut after a moment, then loosened itself and escaped the sconce with a sliding hiss.
Toyachek nodded at Jauk slowly, smiling a square-toothed smile.
"Of course. I'm glad you had that idea too." He began to walk toward Jauk, only to be stopped by a breathless grunt and meaty thwack of one Greta Ingvarsdottir smacking against the sill of the window he was currently next to.
Greta takes 3 damage.
He turned back, and looked down.
"Climbing not go well?" he frowned, turning to help her through.