<strong>Diadra Starborn</strong><br/><br/>Glancing about quickly, Diadra took a breath and then let out a sigh of relief at her escape.  But she certainly wasn't going to stay in the middle of the road.  No, instead she glanced upward nervously, and nodded, whispering softly. "Okay, time to find some bushes, get dressed and armed, and find somewhere to hole up for the night...assuming that it gets any brighter or darker."<br/><br/>Nodding to herself, the elf scampered off into the bushes to find a place that fit her criteria, eager to get the hells away from the drow.<br/><br/>((Survival: 1 - 2 = -1, Botch.))