Ismat probally could have climbed the rope more swiftly, was she not obsessing over preventing Ode's giant lizard from looking up her dress. Or, you know, had she worn something practical for the job.
"You're'da best, Anass." The teifling spoke as she reached the top, then gave the man a pert little pat on the chest. "Seen any crews, or are they dead and cut up or somethin'?"