Day 2 Timeslot 3 The crowlike naturalist grumbled as they approached the rocks, not looking forward to testing his limited skills in climbing, or to trusting the strange goblin-made climbing tools he had acquired over the great journey across the sea to this new land. However, he didn't have any other climbing tools, and none of the others seemed to be breaking out pitons or crampons either, so barnacle grips it was to be. Pezzack felt exposed as he climbs, keeping his shield on his back rather than risk it getting in the way by strapping it to his arm. This wasn't helped by the fact that, in spite of his effort to avoid it, Pezzack made a fair bit of noise climbing the rocky outcropping, raining stones and pebbles scattering down below him as he went. Besides the ruckus, he didn't have much difficulty climbing this wall, and begins to make an ascent. (OOC: Climbing crit-ted with a 32, Perception 21, Stealth 7)