Story I: The Rift

"I'll be fine!" Devanis says brightly. "'Tis but a scratch!"

"Oh!" Seraph says, slightly startled, "Oh, good. I was worried."

Ameera slowly speaks to Flare and Neph, trying awkwardly to think the words and say them at the same time, "How can we get rope to hole and tie both ends?". She takes a breath and thinks hard, then only aloud she says, "Yna's tail, its hard to think and talk at the same time. What do you got Flare? I am out of spells unless I take a break. All I have is the Wyrden's Hand and my attacks, oh and a bonfire too. "

"As far as Neph is concerned, the hand might work. "

Pyrrah conjures her own, a hazy and translucent affair nearly invisible in the dim cavern.
"Together we could probably get Neph across. As for ourselves, I'm still working on it... "

"OK then tie rope around Neph and we lift with wyrd hands to hole. Rope so Neph safe and maybe tie on other side." Ameera also makes a hand appear, which crackles with purple energy. Neph, did you follow what we want to try?

Neph gives Ameera a solid nod, reading her lips as much as she reads her her projected thoughts. She seems prepared for this plan.

Baric looks up from the pool of water serving as both rinse bin and mirror in the small cave dwelling. His beard has been shortened in some places and shifted around in others to best hide the missing chunk from near the bottom. His jewelry has been adjusted and even polished a little. It's not enough and he's visibly sour over the whole ordeal.

You will be fine, Devanis, If you lay down, Baric chides, cutting off the care and warning with a harsh, drawn out, Buck.

Baric softens his demeanor again, this time into something supremely sarcastic and wrongly maternal,

Need a bedtime story? I'm good at those. But no matter what, you need rest. I'll take the sword out for a walk, and see about patching my clothes with that poisonous pooch.

Might be I can inflict a might more pain in the pup for blasting off part of my beard. He mumbles, stalking into the spiral of the Pixies.

Pyrrah pulls some rope out if her pack and fashions it into a slip knot to make just a simple loop (nothing complicated at all, and they don't really fall out) out of the end of the rope. She holds it at about shoulder level and gestured for Neph to position herself however she sees fit, be it about her waist or as a step.
"You ready, Ameera?"

With a twitch of her corresponding wrist, the transluencent hand joins her own on the rope, preparing to take the weight of it.

"Ready" Ameera's slightly jagged looking purple hand joins Pyrrah's Ok Neph, lets give it a go, we'll hold onto this end of the rope. She tries to hide her concern with a closed mouth smile and a wink to the sprite.

[ooc]if there is a roll to be made, Ameera will help Pyrrah. [/ooc

Neph looks at the strange pair of hands holding the rope, and seems to have a bit of hesitation on her face. She places a foot on the rope and presses down, seeing the hands dip somewhat under the weight. She steps off once more, and takes a moment to drop her trinkets and armor, leaving her in nothing more than some simple, frayed garments. She seems a bit more confident now, stepping onto the rope and not seeing either of the hands dip from the weight.

The mage hands easily carry Neph across to the cave entrance. She steps off and gathers the rope, vanishing from sight for a few moments. She can neither be seen nor heard for a couple minutes, until there is the echoing of her grunting or straining. Eventually, the rope pulls taut in your hands, and Neph soon returns to the cave entrance. She signals to the two of you, beckoning you over. She has a big smile on her face, looking more like herself than she has since the attack on her village.

"My knot, my plan, your turn to step up and do something. You should go first...... kidding! Ameera dons the climbing gear and attaches the harness to the guide line and ties her rope around her waist. She hands the other end to Flare and calls to Neph "on my way!" using the spiked boot tips and her hands, she tries awkwardly to climb across.

Neph pats some dirt off of Ameera's leg.

Ameera unites the rope from her waist and unbuckles the harness. "All set Flare, I have this end, I'll back up a bit and hold on."