Clint crossed the bridge with nimble elf grace. It seemed sturdy at first but before reaching the other side, the rouge noticed that the ropes had begun to fray and pull apart at the destination end. Not sure that he could make it back to the starting side, Clint maked an awkward acrobatic leap but managed to land safely on the far end as the bridge gave way and falls into the crevice with a splash.
Glad that they waited for the rogue, the rest of the party remained safe and dry on the starting side.
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