[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=DC143C]Fyror Kildragon[/color][/i][/b][/h1]
[img]https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/c08e11f7-3cfd-47ba-8929-88361f1112d2.gif[/img][/center][center][I][h3][color=DC143C]It isn't the mountains ahead to climb that
wear you out; it's the pebble in your shoe.
[/color][/h3][/I][color=DC143C]- [I]Dave Eggers[/I][/color][/center]
[hr][hr][center][b][color=DC143C]Location:[/color][/b] La Canela Ship (Crow's Nest ⇢ Main Deck)
[b][color=DC143C]Skills:[/color][/b] Climbing
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	The corners of Fyror's lips pulled up into more of a smile. Glancing down and then back up at Hazel, he gave a shrug of his shoulders. [color=DC143C]"Alright then,"[/color] he replied, gesturing for her to lead the way. He watched her as she was already climbing over the ledge of the crow's nest and rapidly making her descent. His gaze followed hers as she waved out to one by the name of Ludwig. An auburn brow shot up at said man's [I]interesting[/I] reply. He was perhaps starting to understand what she meant by crazed German.

	[color=DC143C]"I'll be down--"[/color] he called out to her, pausing as he looked over the ledge at the main deck far below. [color=DC143C]"[I]Eventually.[/I]"[/color] He would've liked to think that descending the ropes would be easier than it had been climbing up them, but he was pretty sure that that was just wishful thinking. He let out a small groan, leaning down to rest his forehead against the railing. After a moment, he finally straightened back up and took in a breath before manning up and climbing over the ledge. 

	While Hazel was making quick work back down to the main deck, Fyror wasn't about to test his luck. He made his descent slowly, cautiously, and thankfully without issue. His feet eventually hit the main deck. Leaning back his head to look up at the height he had just come from, he let out a sound that was a mixture of relief and amazement. He looked forward again with an easy smile on his features and made his way over to the growing group of people.