Everyone had taken a door...Elta wasn't sure where to go. The sizable woman looked rather capable. They all did really.  Elta looks to all the doors. Two this way..one that way.  She eyes the other muscular   woman.<span style="color: orange"><b>"Right...Giants to the front. Lets go . Ton's of fun. Try to keep your pants on...the fun is astounding. Figure all that muscle might need a heal or two. Unless someone has a better idea? If so..I'm easy.." </b></span><br/><br/>Elta cracks her knuckles and goes to stand behind Gajol.<span style="color: orange"><b>"Anyone finds a pair of pants-I'd appreciate the consideration. " </b></span>Damned robe..she felt naked. At least she had her mace back.<b><span style="color: orange"> "Alright."</span></b>she nods at Gajol,<span style="color: orange"> "Let's go."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>