Dottie looked over her shoulder and was met with the sight of the elf following her. She could hear her talking about a useless bow against the undead, making Dottie sigh in exasperation.<br/><br/><span style="color: #ff0080">"Good that you tell me this now. Hold up and wait before we go into the darkness. Give me your bow and I'll put an enchantment on it to make it effective against undead. I'm sure you'll need it, we're in a freaking crypt after all."</span><br/><br/>Dottie smiled at Tygrane, placing her bag in front of her as she started rummaging through the contents. She looked up from her ministrations in the backpack, only to remark,<br/><br/><span style="color: #ff0080">"That is, if you want me to off course."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>