Mola was the last person off the crawling fort, and he appeared at first without his raven - it showed up a few minutes later, settling on his shoulder and looking oddly smug even for a bird. Naturally, his mood had not improved in the slightest, and he continued to grouse under his breath at no one in particular..<br/><br/>"This, I will point out to my non-existent audience, is why I suggested we ride the contraption at least as far as solid ground. Instead, we now get a long walk through water, sludge, and...more mud. Fantastic."<br/><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Not really relevant, but after everyone else had left the crawler, Mola would have his familiar go all Facehugger on the bound demoness, leaving a little surprise behind for when it reaches the rest of the caravan..<br/></div></div>