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RANK 3
3/30 EXP

[b]Sandswept Sky - Split Mountain, High Hrothgar (et al)[/b][/color][/center]

Climbing this mountain was nothing to sneeze at, unless you caught a cold during it, which was very likely with how chillier and damper things got further up. But compared to the literal mind-bending feats of jumping, swinging, and scaling he's done in the past, it was no issue for Raz. He was uncharacteristically quiet during this stretch of the climb, outside of helping others whenever they needed a boost up. Was he mentally preparing himself for the upcoming fight? Contemplating the nature of the world they were in? Having a song stuck in his head on loop? Who could say, really.

The break at the big iron door helped to reorient him to the task at hand. Being too distracted was a bad idea when things were about to get dangerous. "You can count on me, Mr. Band," Raz said with a small salute. "No way I'd abandon mid-mission!"

The giant ice-wall man made him second guess that statement just a teensy bit. "Woooow. That's... really big." With that helpful observation given, Raz took up the rear of the group down the narrow bridge, taking to it like a horse took to water. Or, no, wait, like a fish took to... horses? Ok, maybe the cold was getting to him.

"Psst." Raz shot a whisper up the group, trying not to be [i]too[/i] loud, but also wanting to actually be heard. A pretty harrowing balancing act, much like the actual one they were doing. "Are we sure [i]this[/i] isn't that champion guy we're supposed to deal with? Because he looks kinda dealt with already. Is he even still alive?"[hr][center][color=FF8C00]WORD COUNT: 272
EXP GAIN: +1[/color][/center]