Aver moves forward and checks Mal's knot carefully, and then nods satisfied "Take me down Mal I can't hit anything in the ghoulies from up here, and if any trouble does show up I'm pretty adept and running away and hiding."
He hops onto the dragon shaman's back clinging tightly with every available limb and grinning at his new comrades confidently as they drop slowly over the edge. As soon as they are out of sight he clenches his eyes shut and keeps them closed for what seems a terribly long time...
When he finally feels Mal touch down on the ledge he swiftly disentangles himself breathing a sigh of relief, "Well that was about as fun as childbirth - I've made a lot of half elves in my time and human women tend to enjoy harping on about it. But thanks."
He then ties off the rope letting Mal recover from his efforts, but he takes great care doing so, securing it to several rocks for redundancy. "Right I'll go down and take a look about, keep them coming as quick as you can I don't fancy being alone for too long!"
With that he flashes a somewhat sickly grin before beginning a slow ascent, hand over hand, taking care to keep calm and avoid looking down. For a moment he begins to wonder if he has started descending into some unseen abyss, but then his feet find stone and he whirls around.
He spends a time scanning the cave anxiously, looking for potential hiding places, scattered dragon treasure, and most of all anything that might want to put an end to his long love affair with breathing.
[sblock=Use Rope]Taking 20 both times for a 24.[/sblock]