<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c8/MarcusLodoss.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Marcus<br/><strong>Class</strong>: Paladin, Level 1<br/><strong>Stats</strong>: STR +2 , DEX +0 , CON +1 , INT -1 , WIS  +1, CHA +0<br/><strong>HP:</strong>25<br/><strong>Location</strong>: xxx (Optional - only needed to clarify things, should the scene call for it)<br/><strong>Date/Time</strong>:  xxx (Optional - only needed to clarify things, should the scene call for it)<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Other important information:</div><div class="spoiler_body"> xxx</div></div><hr/><br/>Much like the others Marcus was following the trail through the narrow passage. The soggy feeling filling his boots wasn't exactly anything new to him. He's been force marched through a stream with a pack on his pack as part of his training so this was of little consequence to him. As they opened up into the smaller valley they could see what exactly was there. They could make out several camp fires below them and people tending them. Looking back over them. "What shall we do? If the fighters move on them now they will know we will be coming. If we wait till nightfall the path down will be tricky. Personally speaking I'd prefer to wait till midnight to give us the element of surprise." he said as a thought occurred to him as he turned to Lynna. "Is it true that all elves at least on some levels posses spirit magic? If so would you be able to summon something to help guide our footing down?" he asked her.