Lion Head Mesa Rules were meant to be pushed and pulled

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Colt's sights honed on a ledge that would allow him further progress upwards, and he poised to jump, but at that moment a clatter nearby forced his ears round.  Curious, he looked aside, and instead of proceeding up, leapt a small ways down.

"Not that I mind an audience, but who's there?" He called out, smiling slightly despite the edge to his nerves.  There was no indication of whether this company was friendly or not, but he assumed if they weren't, he'd likely be in trouble already.