<strong>Tag: Everyone</strong><br/><div class="floatright"><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Bree Image</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2013/298/f/d/elf_by_flexdreams-d6rrmg9.jpg)</div></div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Stats</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Name:</strong> Bremorel Silverkin (Bree)     <strong>HP:</strong> 9 of 11 (-7 nonlethal)<br/><strong>Status:</strong> Mage Armor (+4 AC, total <strong>16</strong>) with 2 h remaining, Light (periodically re-cast), Heroism (+2 morale bonus on skill checks, attack and saves)<br/>Spells expended: 5 of 5 1st-level, 5 of 6 Elemental Ray     Carrying box of healing salve, 20 of 30 doses left<br/></div></div><br/>"Finna's... alive?"  It was all Bree could do to hold back from charging into the hall and try every door, but having been knocked unconscious had apparently removed some of the"out in a blaze of glory" recklnessness that propelled her earlier.  She waited until Kayerie showed her the right door, then rushed in... and stopped dead in the doorway, swaying, resting a hand on the doorframe for stability.  This was the place, she'd seen Kursk over Finna in her vision...<br/><br/>The room reeked, was littered with rags, Finna's gear, and sported several different stains all around... and it was empty.  After a moment's disappointed shock, she sprang in, shouting "Finna!".  She looked behind the bed, even, absurdly, yanked the covers back as if the shieldmaiden was hidden beneath them.  The covers were heavy and damp... she dropped them in disgust, then spun around, looking for any place Finna might be hidden.  Under the bed?  No... she was gone.  "That orc... that orc..."<br/><br/>She balled up her fists, and realized she still held Kursk's whip in one hand.  Looking down at it, she was struck to realize her robe was still down around her waist... the shame of running around topless helped clear her head a little.  It took only a few seconds to slip her arms back into the loose sleeves of the robe and shrug it back over her shoulders; she fumbled to do the laces, but several had torn out... she tied the one that remained, and it held the robe closed and up, providing her a little modesty and dignity once more.  This act bought her a little time to think... "Kursk took her... like Hagan took Yustissa.  Both..." both would have to be defeated, but she knew she couldn't do so now.   She'd find Kursk; she'd return for Hagan, once she'd learned how to oppose him.  But now... she coiled up the orc's whip as a memento, hopefully to return it to him one day; for now she fastened it below her belt with one of her torn-loose laces.<br/><br/>There was nothing for her here... she walked out of the room again, then noticed the blood, leading to the massive door.  She stared at it a moment, considering it carefully before doing something too stupid... and realized it must be warded, but must have a key of some sort...<br/><br/>Dully, and back to the main room.  "She's gone... with him.  We should... get out, get Aleria."  She looked over at where Yustissa's gear had lain... "someone should take her sword and symbol at least.  Maybe we can return them... someday.  Shall we... shall we search the other rooms?"  Then, putting two and two together, she picked up the silver symbol, staring at it thoughtfully....<br/><br/>"...in fact... I believe I can use this to get back down and retrieve Aleria.  We can all go down to her... to you, Aleria (aside to the crow), or I can bring her back while you check for valuables, or ... survivors.  Maybe it depends: Should we try to get back out through the Pilgrim's Path, or follow Kursk through that fancy door at the end of the hall?  Or does anyone have a better plan to get out of here, before the Spire collapses or the beastmen return?"<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">contemplating the door</div><div class="spoiler_body">Know Arcana: : 1d20a9 DC: 15 Result: 23 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=63369)</div></div>