Thomas
"I'm not one for magic, most I use are healing spells." *She opens her hands and the glow and sparkle with a golden hue, the color that resembles restoration school.* "Thank you for the bridge!"

*Carefully and cautiously, she begins to cross the bridge. She can hear the small crackling of the ice under her weight. She may not weigh much but her armor and weapons do add a good bit of weight. Reaching the entrance of the cave, she hears one loud pop and jumps! Thankfully, she lands at the opening, right as the ice breaks.* "By Talos! That was almost wet!"
Charlotte
"Yeah, close one," She replied with a small chuckle. She then aimed her hand down towards her feet and made a gesture, a faint white shimmer appearing for a moment as the spell took hold. She walked across the water like it was solid ground. Once she reached the entrance, she looked to Katrellis and asked, "You ready?"
Thomas
*Katrellis draws her swords. Her face lights up with mischief. Her posture takes a slight crouch; back arched, shoulders lowered, knees with a bend. She was ready to spring into action!* "With the divines as our witness, watching and protecting our hides, let's do this!"
Charlotte
Mirihil gave a single, quick nod before making her way into the cave.
Annmarie
*Entering the cave led down a short tunnel, opening into a somewhat larger chamber. Before the two was a quiet pond, disturbed a bit by the movements of salmon beneath the surface. Just ahead on a wooden beam over the water, placed in front of a small waterfall, was the corpse of a traveler. An Imperial, perhaps a Breton, in unremarkable clothes. Limp, maybe a bit stiff with time. To the left, an outcrop holding a wooden crate and a couple sacks. To the right, a wooden ramp that led further into the cave. The chamber was faintly illuminated by a lantern hanging on a beam, and the flow of the water was the most audible thing here. However, a keen ear might also pick up on the faint sound of movement, echoing off the rocks from somewhere deeper within.*
Charlotte
Mirihil once again used a concentrated beam of frost to form a bridge that she and Katrellis could cross. She hoped the running water would mask the sound, but if not... Oh well, she thought to herself. The spells would just fly sooner rather than later.

She made her way up the ramshackle wooden bridge, peeking down the subsequent path and making her way down, being careful and precise with her footing to make sure she didn't slip.