Once the first two are clear, Quariel carefully makes his way down, comfortable from his time among the Jenivere[i]'s rigging. As he lowers himself over the edge, a thought strikes him. [i]I hope someone or something doesn't find our ropes...without a guard at the top we could be quite vulnerable. Well, too late now...].
Hanging in midair, taking in the view, Tania feels a pang of loss in her heart, as though her connection with the sacred had been severed. Her eyes filled with tears, she utters a silent prayer to the higher power, wishing for happy futures, knowing full well that the gods sometimes have their own problems.
Noticing Tania stopping in midair, Tar'kanas attempts to see what is wrong. She looks as if she has just lost someone. Attempting to put some form of cheer back into her, "Tania, you have been a worthy adversary," Tar'kanas says to her as she hangs from the rope, "and a true companion. Know that I, Tar'kanas, would always be honored to fight by your side." He finishes with a nod of affirmation toward her.