Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20191009222229/@comment-25828117-20191013191704

They walked out onto the stone landing in front of the entrance of the welcome centre from a side passage.

Here, there were no walls to protect them from the cold winds this high up.

Helian regretted not changing as the silks were hardly adequate for the climate. The loose bits flapped in the wind, as did Abareks's long mane.

Before them was of course the precipice down but rather than jumping off into certain death there was a large platform suspended on a massive chain that fed into a sort of winch-like contraption, hanging over the side. An elevator it was called.