The ledge shudders hard. Stone tears loose under Enanita’s boots, sliding toward the abyss in a groan of ice and dust.
She clamps the damp ledger to her chest and hurls herself toward the sanctuary side, the corridor mouth just ahead. The Magistrate lunges after her, fingers clawing for her arm.
The Magistrate
Give it back, and I can still spare you the worst of this.
His hand catches only sleeve and air. Enanita twists free as the stone jerks again, dragging him off balance.
Veyl
Left side, Enanita. The edge is breaking behind him!
Brann
Move now, before the whole shelf goes! The sanctuary is right there!
Enanita gains a step, ledger secure, while the Magistrate scrabbles for purchase on the collapsing path. Ahead, the sanctuary threshold offers the only clear run, and if she reaches it, the ledger reaches safety with her.
“I sprint into the sanctuary”
SUCCESS (Great Agility, rolled +0)