Gratien waited his turn. When the rope came his way, he tied off the end and committed himself to being lowered down. Heights weren't his favorite thing, but he made no comment. It wouldn't do to show weakness in front of humans. When he reached the bottom, a frwon marred his otherwise glacial features. "Don't touch the pool if you can help it. I mislike its look."
Lizt was nearly the last to head down. She slipped at the end, landed on her duff, and got up with a grimace. When she was upright, she hollered back up at Kurl, "Ready!" She gave the rope a yank for good measure. When everyone was down in the swampy area, Lizt looked around. It wasn't immediately obvious which way the group should head.