<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/2c/Vanairiel.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Vanairiel Undolithe<br/><br/><strong>Location:</strong>the beach -> the ruins<br/><br/><strong>Attention:</strong>Gori, OPEN<br/><br/>Vanairiel had followed not too far behind the dwarf. She was close enough behind him to have observed his appraisal of the masonry and then see him disappear into the gap in the wall. Pre-planning was obviously not very high on his list of priorities. The elf sighed before unsheathing her own blade and following Gori inside the ruins. She was ready for anything… though she somehow expected to find nothing. The state the place was in suggested that it had not been minded by human – or other – hands in a long time. The odds of someone being inside on the very day they landed on these shores had to be tiny. Still, she had been inside enough similar places to keep her guard up.<strong>“Watch your step, dwarf. Whoever built this place might be long gone, but they might have left a few surprises for unwanted visitors anyway.”</strong>That was her main concern now. Trap doors, hidden holes in the wall that fired poisoned darts. She had seen men die of all sorts of nastiness inside places like this and she wasn’t about to join them.<br/>