<hr/>Vasha<br/><br/>Health: 12/12 ; Mana: 15/15 ; Virtue 17/17<br/><br/>Inventory: Equipment, Daggers, Reinforced leather<br/><hr/>As soon as the mist began to appear, Vasha grabbed her cloth and held it to her mouth and nose, cursing the entire time.<br/>"By the Shadow, I'm going to leave whoever built this with more holes than they can count..."<br/>As the mist clears, she decides to keep the cloth on, and ties it behind her head. She glances around, leaves a small circle near the base of the nearest tree, then quietly continues towards the stump, wary of ambush and traps. She carefully checks the ground for ropes, string or pitfalls as she moves.