<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Status</div><div class="spoiler_body">Skirt &amp; outfit generally damaged.  AC 18<br/>CON -1 (now 12).   HP 83 of 83     Spells remaining: 7 of 7 1st, 4 of 4 2nd, 1 of 1 from bonded object<br/>Ammunition remaining: 22 common arrows (+36 more in pack), 15 silvered, 20 cold iron, 3 Tangleshot</div></div><br/>The half-elf clapped at the lovely gift that came with her mount.  "Oh, yes!  Very good ... umm, that much again would do me.   Do for me."  She grinned, pocketing the gold.<br/><br/>She thought a moment about what Sabrith had said, about her guild... it combined with an idea that had been percolating since they'd first spoken.  "Hopefully, you're right.  I wonder, Sabrith... those who were with you here in these ruins, when things Changed and the others were logged out.  Were they all ... male?  I was just... just wondering something."  Rae-lynne thought of those she'd met, a lively bunch for sure, but decidedly leaning towards estrogen rather than testosterone.  But... no, that didn't make sense.  There was LeDude, for one very obvious counterexample.  And Starstrike hadn't mentioned anything about a notable disparity, though perhaps she hadn't bothered in the short messages of a Sending.  "Well... it's probably nothing, actually.  You're right, we should get some sleep, and try out our new wings in the morning!"<br/><br/>She offered some of her rations to Sabrith, not that they were particularly appealing... she glanced at the moon radishes near at hand, but opted not to find out if internal use was safer than immersion!<br/><br/>In the morning, Rayne brushed herself off, taking stock... the ooze's acid had eaten through some links of her armour and several broad patches of her "Vest", but the greatest damage had been suffered by her skirt, which now sported a fair-sized hole over each hip and a ragged-edged "v"-shaped gap coming now from the waistband just left of centre, the edges of which pouted open but which was too short too interfere with the skirt's ability to stay up.  The gap in the back was still the more embarrassing.  The top of one stocking was similarly eaten away, but again not quite enough to fully break the band that held the stocking on her thigh.  Repairs were definitely in order!  At least her panties were intact... oh, not quite, one little hole eaten through, but it could have been much worse.  Make that two holes, as the damaged material parted under her probing fingers.<br/><br/>"Morning..." she murmured back to her companion, somewhat pre-occupied with reading the Sending scroll.  "Just got word from my friend... the others reached Port Lannis, it sounds like things aren't quite as ... precarious today.  There may be a way to get the portals working again, too... good news all around."  Flipping the scroll and using the mystic stylus, she scratched back: "Delayed by loss of boat, obtained new mount.  At Moonradish pool, will fly in today with Sabrith.  Thanks for good news!"<br/><br/>She folded up the scroll and it, and the stylus, vanished.  "Actually no, I don't have anything... Dixon here was sort of ... a spur-of-the-moment thing.  So yes, let's hit the Outpost, and see if their stock of clothing has improved."<br/><br/>It hadn't, as she found out after a luxurious bath and an entirely exhilarating maiden flight atop Dixon.  Rayne had never flown before, and although it was a little nerve-wracking being bareback and without reins that fit a beaked mount, the views were phenomenal, and the speed a marked improvement over Horse, especially over the thick jungle near the pool.  She thought her griffon might be a touch faster than Sabrith's drake, which pleased her, although she didn't dare go all out yet.<br/><br/>Melangwi Outpost was still intact and not overrun, and as the girls alit at the designated point next to the entrance, their mounts trundled into a stable, no NPC batting an eye at the unconventional transport.  Rayne asked about a magic rapier, but the little fort couldn't fulfill that need, nor that for fixing her armour or replacing tattered clothing.  "More shopping in Port Lannis then", Rayne grinned to Sabrith, though of course she was more intent to finally meet back up with Starstrike.<br/><br/>Her shopping was not completely in vain however, as she found riding gear for Dixon, and stocked up on arrows, picked up a Wand of Cure Light Wounds, and a potion of Lesser Restoration which she drank immediately to remove some of the lingering effect of the yellow fungus (recovered 1 CON (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=63280)).<br/><br/>She treated Sabrith to a meal at the inn, then they were off, hopefully to reach Port Lannis in good time.  Flying directly was certainly a great way to travel!<br/>