<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">((Yeah, I can't even make that on a 20... ^^; ))</span><br/><br/>Well, that scroll was certainly an interesting read.  Ancient tales and cryptic prophecies, eh?  As well as a few ancient necromantic spells...  Yep, that was certainly a keeper.  Looking down at the little Tomb Mote, nestled between her breasts an holding up his belt to her, she raised an eyebrow, but took the belt anyway.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;">"Do you want me to put it on?"</span>If his answer to that question was to nod, then she slipped it on around her neck without a second thought, trusting that he wouln't let something dangerous happen to her.  If he shook his head, then she inspected it more carefully, even going so far as to Detect Magic upon it.  Perhaps he had noticed something about the collar...<br/><br/>=====<br/><br/>Later in the night, the halfling's untrained ears were unable to make out anything over the roaring of the wind.