It's a bit of a walk to the outskirts of the camp, and Tabras waves a hand as they pass. Soon enough, they reach the base of the cliffs. The stairs start out wide enough for two Thark to walk abreast. It takes her a moment, but Nitwit doesn't seem to even mind the steps. She just seems keen on following Edgar wherever he's going.

Edgar can see up ahead, they narrow to about three feet. Room enough, but barely any to spare for the young thoat.