"Ok..." Mari whispered to Zanor:" Now, boy, we're in for the tricky part, we'll take good care of one another, right?" The stallion snorted.
Leading her horse very carefully and testing the stones underneath, Mari came to the spot where the staff glowed.
"Zanor, hold me." Mari tied herself quickly to Zanor's breast, told him to back off a few steps and lent down to fish for the staff. Her fingers nestled for it and she felt a strong electricity shock. Fumbling for her cloak, she wrapped it around her hand and tried again.
"Gotcha!" Triumphantly she asked Zanor to back off more, so she could scramble up the crumbled stone ledge.
"Hah, here it is", she waved. "But no one should touch it. We'll keep it in my cloak, until the staff decides who is the bearer."
"Alright, Zanor, Lovey, now for a nice jump over that little gap, hm? Do you think, you can make it?" She untied her safety rope, hauled herself on Zanor's back and let him do his jump.
Safely on the other side, she turned to Shana and held the glowing staff upright.
"Have you got any idea what this will be?"
