Moonstone Quarry Just floating

Anita's question led Niita to pace around the edge of the quarry a bit in search of a safe path down. Most were steep and rocky looking, the loose bits of glowing stone creating hazardous materials that would slip them up in a second. The pale waif stopped at the lip of one particular slope that looked smooth enough and had enough small dips in it that they could use them as stairs.

"This looks like a good place." Niita began to pick her way down carefully, fearing a tumble and moving slowly. Once at the bottom, Niita peered up to see how Anita was faring from where she stood next to a small pool.