<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/e5/Elloise_%28Pathfinder%29.jpg)</div><br/>Elloise holstered her own gun, making sure that the straps of her drow blaster was properly secured against her leg, behind her back, stuck behind her belt the dan boa, proper fighting sticks that packed a punch should she need them.<br/><br/>"So, we have three hours to kick butt, and chew bubblegum. And I never got the habit to look like a herbivore." she said and grinned, "So what are we waiting for. Plans are good when we would have any benefit from them. Let's just improvise as we go."