Tas, Goldmoon, and Riverwind rope-climbing

The cook stared at them as they ran through the kitchen. Caramon and Raistlin were already at the exit, which was nothing more than a hole cut in the floor. A rope hung from a sturdy limb above the hole and dropped forty feet to the ground.
“Ah!” exclaimed Tas, laughing. “Here the ale comes up and the garbage goes down.” He swung out onto the rope and shinnied down easily.
“I’m sorry about this,” Tika apologized to Goldmoon, “but it is the only way out of here.”
“I can climb down a rope.” Then the woman smiled and added, “Though I admit it has been many years.”
She handed her staff to her companion and grasped the stout rope. She began to descend, moving skillfully hand over hand. When she reached the bottom, her companion tossed the staff down, swung on the rope, and dropped through the hole.

Excerpt From Dragons of Autumn Twilight, pg 76
Margaret Weis & Tracy Hickman