<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Supplies</div><div class="spoiler_body">She'll get the Elven Trail Rations, then - 15 days' worth is 30 GP, leaving her with 70 GP.</div></div><br/>Tialyn had wondered<em>how</em>, exactly, the game was going to handle fast-travel...<br/><br/>She needn't have been surprised, when the world *blurred*. There was a vague sensation of time passing...Of long, long days spent traveling across the dunes - With little else happening, except for a long, steady slog across the lone and level sands! When the sensation of<em>acceleration</em>ended, it was like surfacing from a deep, deep slumber...<br/><br/>-And a low gasp pulsed from Tialyn's lips, as she got a *good* look at the dead city before her!<br/><br/>"So<em>this</em>is Tumen..." she murmured, almost to herself - It was<em>massive</em>, sprawling, and utterly silent...No matter how long she stared, Tialyn saw absolutely nothing. Not even the faintest flicker of motion-! It was eerie, ominous...And as such, it was almost a relief when Nozomoto's voice broke the silence!<br/><br/>"I...don't have the skill either," she confessed, her slim shoulders lifting in a little shrug - Her dust cloak draped around her lissome form, drawing the hood up. "But...I'll<em>try</em>-"<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Rolls</div><div class="spoiler_body">Tialyn's Intelligence Roll: <br/><br/>Roll(1d20)+1:<br/>14,+1<br/>Total:15</div></div>