<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> 11 of 11 (-5 nonlethal)<br/><strong>Status:</strong> Mage Armor (+4 AC, total <strong>16</strong>) with ~1 h remaining, Light (periodically re-cast)<br/>Spells expended: 5 of 5 1st-level, 5 of 6 Elemental Ray     Carrying box of healing salve, 7 of 30 doses left<br/>Carrying loot: A divine scroll of bless (CL 1st) and a divine scroll of searing light (cl 5th), an empty scroll case, Dream Journal and untitled, wrapped book<br/></div></div><br/>Considering her poor performance weaving her own Sleep spells earlier, Bree was quite startled by the effect of the scroll, as four foes fell senseless to the floor in a clatter of armour and dropped weapons.  The Inquistor's words were somewhat disquieting, but the half-elf was confident she'd never see that woman again... assuming the group was lucky enough to get free of this place yet.<br/><br/>The unconscious ones would surely wake up before the other could find reinforcements and return... but noting how they had been using the flats of their blades against the other girls, it would be wrong to harm them now.  "Quick... go down, we can get back out through the Pilgrim's Path!"  She eyed the crow.  "Aleria?  Birdy, here, birdy..." she extended an arm, hoping the crow would have some lingering memory or trust... but she wouldn't waste more than a few seconds on that.  If it didn't come, maybe it would follow them.  But probably it didn't matter, as Aleria wouldn't be coming back.  Like Yustissa.  Like Finna.<br/><br/>They were nearly at the crypt-door already... if there wasn't an army of zombies waiting for them, there was a chance of escape, and she was ready to try it.  She didn't think the Path should be hard to navigate again, though there were hazards.  And this group should be faster than their armoured pursuers.... and who knows?  Maybe leaving the others alive, and her words, and her attack on the devil, would sway one or two of the priests to mercy.<br/>