Shrine of Aquatos - First Floor - Third Room

As Miriam goes to twirl her hair, a few inches of rope slips through the party's grasp. Kurt, who is holding most of the weight in the back of the pack, grunts through gritted teeth, "Let's deal with one thing at a time, eh girls!?" He yanks on the rope to recover the lost distance. "We've got a gnome on a string, remember?"

Somewhere down the pit, Shiny slips a few inches. Even the smallest distance sends his heart a-flutter.