Zin followed silently at the rear of the group as they approached the bridge. Zin had picked up the sounds of battle long before it came into view.  Though it did not show, Zin was exhausted. The lack of a break after their last assault and his lack of sleep were paying a heavy toll on him. Regardless, he pushed on.

He stepped up beside Arassel as they all stopped to consider the small gully before them.  To most, it would not be too much of a hindrance. The Gnomes, however, all looked nervous. Perhaps, they carried things that did not react well to getting wet.

Zin waited to see what the others did. Most notably, Arassel as she would dictate what he did next.