<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Status</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>AC 19  (touch 15, flat-footed 14, -2 against improvised weapons)</strong>, HP 105<br/>Profane Gift (Telepathic link to Ishtar, +2 Dex)<br/><br/>Spells remaining: 7 of 7 1st, 6 of 6 2nd, 4 of 4 3rd, 1 of 1 from bonded object.  Uses of bow left: 3 of 3.<br/>Quiver: 10 common arrows, 10 silvered, 9 cold iron, 2 Tangleshot, 5 adamantine arrows, 2 greater hushing arrows, 8 +1 Dragon Bane, 1 Rayne's Resumption, 10 Holy, 3 Merciful<br/>     (pack: 25 common, 5 silvered, 9 cold iron, 1 tangleshot, 5 adamantine, 8 +1 Dragon Bane, 8 Holy arrows)<br/><br/>Dixon HP: 42<br/></div></div><br/>Sylvia's giggle set off Rayne's own - maybe a little louder and quicker to come because of the need to let off stress after her recent misfortune.  "Oh yes, I'm sure it will."  And then: "Hmm.  Yes, I guessed the White Stag might be shrewd - hopefully not more clever than us."  She grinned, then turned her attention back to the track.<br/><br/>"Good boy, Dixon."  Rayne whispered softly and patted the griffon's shoulder - he'd been very good about leaving Chestnut alone.  But now they had a choice to make.  The griffon could see better than either of them - but Sylvia's horse didn't have that ability, and both beasts were decidedly noisy and, in Chestnut's case, getting noisier as darkness grew.  "If the canopy wasn't so thick I'd suggest you tracking from here while I covered you from above, Sylvia; but I don't think that's possible".  Rayne murmured her thoughts, and then with regret,sent Dixon off for the night.<br/><br/>"Why don't you keep tracking, Sylvia, and I'll keep an eye out.  Her bow was ready, and she dropped a little behind the ranger.  The darkness was greater than she'd hoped for, and after a little while she slipped her Lenses off and stowed them - her vision was a little less acute, but less glass in the way should mean a little more light getting to her eyes, and the Bracers gave her nearly as good a bonus without the lenses.  At least, in the real world that made sense.  Occasionally turning around to watch all directions, Rayne made sure not to fall more than five or six paces behind Sylvia, both travelling slowly to get the most out of their Stealth.  They'd been tracking for most of the day, and now into the night... Rayne's mind distracted itself with wondering if their Wish was really feasible.  It seemed a long-shot... but if it worked!  Actually... if her vision was real... what if it worked?  What would happen if she awoke, in some facility, apparently supervised... she knew to little to guess, but she turned it over in her mind anyway.<br/><br/>She crept closer to murmur another idea directly into Sylvia's elongated ear: "I could put Dancing Lights ahead of us, but they'd surely draw any attention that we might otherwise have slipped by undetected.  Probably not - just mentioning the possibility."<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Rolls</div><div class="spoiler_body">Stealth: 1d20a5 Result: 20 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=86860) Oops, <strong>21</strong>, forgot Dex is currently +5<br/>Perception: 1d20a8 Result: <strong>17</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=86861)<br/></div></div>