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Anne
In the slowly fading sunlight Anne examined the crevices, hand and footholds the first couple dozen feet of the cliff offered.
"If the cliff is as easy to climb all the way as the lower parts of it, then it is definitely doable. I still would prefer doing it in full daylight and after resting though. Today has tired me out and I fear I might make a mistake if attempting the full climb now."
She paused for a moment, judging how much time was left until sunset, then throwing another glance at the lower areas of the cliffs, plotting a course.
"I'll climb to a height above the canopy of the trees and try to see whether I can spot where we are on the map we found earlier."
She reached inside of her pocket and placed her coins - 5 gold and 12 silver - on the ground, before placing her flute and dagger next to them. Anne then reached again to her pocket and a puzzled look appeared on her face.
Slowly, she withdrew a small, about two inches wide silver cup from the depths of her pocket. Her puzzlement only grew as she saw what the object was...she did not remember how and when it had entered her possession, but from the engravings at the circular base of the cup, she could tell that it was elven-made, though she did not understand the writing, it being made in an ancient form of elven.
"I don't remember having this cup..." she softly whispered.
Placing it down on the ground next to the rest she checked that her pockets were now fully empty. She did not want anything falling from them while climbing.
She walked to the base of the cliff, and tentatively tested the strength of the rock with one hand before starting to climb to an approximative height of fifty feet in order to see over the trees.
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