London Bridge

The group moved on through the forest with wax jammed in their ears to prevent the harpy's spell.  Phae cast message enabling them to overcome the aural blocks.  The path continued up the mountain.  There were signs of creatures following them through the forest.  Pas and Auren led them to a crevasse. 
     Over 500 feet deep the land form funnelled violent winds up and back down the path.  A poorly maintained wooden footbridge stretched across the twenty foot expanse.  It did not look safe to cross and it was definitely not holding Groth's heavy load.  A decision had to be made. 
     Nera stood at the foot of the bridge and began to cast a mending spell.  Working at 5 feet intervals her process would take a while.  It let out unsavory creaks as the the mountain winds raged against it.
     Meanwhile Auren attached one end of a rope to the sturdiest tree he could find and the other around Groth's waist.  The green man was not to excited about what was to happen next.
     "So I jump to the other side?" he asked.
     "Yes, then you will tie your end to a tree on that side."  Auren replied.
     "Is this to zip-line across?"
     "Something like that."
     "What If I don't make it?"  Groth asked shakily.
     "That's why I you're tied to this tree," he said and slapped the big man on the shoulder, "now get over there."
     Groth took five steps back, inhaled a deep breath, and charged across the crevasse.  They held their breath as he sailed across with great force and planted both feet firmly on the other side.  He turned around and gave a cheesy grin with a thumb up in the air.

If only they could all be this easy!