Worth It

Solveiga had her focus trained sharply on the task at hand. She was going to get through this fjord by nightfall if it killed her. Well, maybe she shouldn't say that. This fjord definitely had the ability to kill someone. Solveiga paused for a moment and looked down, into the depths of the waters below her, and suppressed a shudder. She went back to climbing, and continued in this way for a few minutes until a bark reached her ears.

She looked all around, the shape of the land causing the voice to bounce in a way that made her unsure of exactly where it was coming from. But eventually she saw the source, another female perched a ways above her. She laughed lightly, trying to hide the fact that she was a little out of breath from climbing this far already. "Definitely a possibility," she called back, in response to the comment about her being crazy. But how had the other female gotten up there? Through the briars, probably. That wasn't the wisest decision either. "I'm a healer, got any thorns that need tending to?" she teased, operating under the assumption that the stranger had in fact gone through the briars. If she hadn't, well. But there was no other way of getting up that high, unless she had miraculously sprouted wings.

Solveiga wished that would happen to her right about now. She'd been climbing for nearly an hour and she wasn't even halfway through this darned fjord.