She was doing everything she had cautioned the others to do, however the patch of wet stone couldn't be accounted for. When her feet lost purchase she tried to correct her balance but she was over the edge so quickly all she managed to catch was air. A beat later she was banged against the cliffside, her momentum thankfully stopped by those still on the path. She grimaced as her head hit the rock before she was able to catch herself with her hands, but she'd take a headache over being a stain on the rocks below.

That doesn't mean she isn't swearing in Orlesian as she's pulled back up, and she stays seated for a moment, taking stock of the scrapes she gained in the fall.

The magical healing helps, although it also annoys her a little, given this whole thing is being constructed by the mages.

"Healing can wait until we're at the bottom can it not?" She frowns, looking around her for a hand hold to pull herself back to her feet with.