<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/dc/MorenaRothberg.jpg)<br/>Morena Rothberg (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=291505.msg14316523#msg14316523)<br/></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Status</div><div class="spoiler_body">HP 14/14, 4 nonlethal damage<br/>AC 13<br/></div></div><br/>Morena looked at the rocky path that Diona had followed, in the direction Brin had run off with the lead bandit in pursuit. She took one step, then looked down at her stockinged feet and shook her head. "No, that's not going to happen," she muttered, and she turned back to the camp, hastily shoving her feet into her boots. She pulled her spell component pouch out from under her tunic and fastened it properly at her belt, and settled her pack on her shoulders. She would have liked to have donned her armour as well, but time was still of the essence.<br/><br/>She drew an arrow from her quiver and nocked it to her bow, then cast a quick cantrip over it, eliciting a gentle yellow light from it. Now, armed, booted and able to see, she hurried off after Diona, hoping nothing too terrible had happened in her absence. A shout from Diona made her pick up her pace, and she squinted into the darkness, concerned for her new friends.<br/><br/><em>Percy? If you're still out there, please come back,</em>she thought as loudly as she could.<em>I need your eyes, and your company.</em>