If Sabine is first, it's by virtue of being rude, and because her player tagged the quickest.

But at least there is a modicum of competence to back it up; gloved hands seek sure handholds when they don't rely on the dangling rope, and her feet are quiet. Her usual cascade of ginger curls have all been tamed into a tight braid, and she wears two knives visibly. The location of more weaponry will have to be guessed at, but are hidden in boots, and up sleeves.

She pauses at the largest break in the tower wall where the grappling hook had stuck, and slowly does it, peers through. Her confirmation that the coast is clear merely comes in the form of her abruptly yanking herself bodily up and inside, swift as a blade, disappearing into the dark.

A moment later, her pale face appears again, and she extends a gloved hand out to the next intrepid adventurer.