Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-7262318-20190519152545/@comment-5543592-20190604192732

Smith swung out, slapping an arm down on the ledge even as he fell, finding purchase only just in time. He gripped the frame of the trap door hard, and the wood splintered in his grip, threatening to give out as well.

"Eryna." Smith grumbled, swinging his other arm up for her to grab. "A little help."