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Continuation of my Haven story (apologies if you have an issue with heights)

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Unlike the outer masonry of the wall, which had been intentionally made smooth to keep invaders from climbing it unaided, the interior side was formed of rough-cut stones with large gaps between them.  Nadia had little trouble finding hand- and footholds, and she’d climbed sections of wall before.  She would have to be cautious of the sections where weather had worn the rock smooth.

The gypsy proceeded to scale the wall with ease, glancing up every few minutes to note the progress of her companion.  Ada scampered up the wall like a four-legged spider, seemingly without pause to find a path or catch her breath.  She was swiftly approaching the overhanging machicolations of the battlements.

Nadia risked a glance downward when she was almost halfway up the wall.  Luckily she had a head for heights; otherwise, she may have swooned from vertigo.  Below on the flagstones the castle’s citizens gathered and churned like a disturbed ant colony, barely the size of insects from this distance.  The ground was alarmingly far away.  It was almost surreal, how miniscule everything appeared from this height.

Centering herself, the gypsy began her ascent again, perhaps a little slower and with more caution.  She could hear shouts from the battlements above as the men struggled to move the wyvern’s corpse.  After a few more moments’ climbing Nadia glanced up just in time to see Ada worm her way between two corbels and vanish onto the ramparts.