<div class="floatright">(http://i741.photobucket.com/albums/xx51/Calliedelnoire/ScreenShot2013-10-26at91335PM_zps7019e399.png)</div><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Lysia Wayfinder</strong></span><br/>Wizard 1 (Admixture School) Female Tiefling (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=694831)<br/><br/>"Enough." The tiefling says angrily, spinning to face Lydia first. "You are NOT helping..not entirely incorrect but not helping." She takes a deep breath and turns back to Horgus. "I realize that you are used to being in charge and having folk do as you bid, but by your admission this is not your arena of expertise. You can be.. abrasive, insulting and quick to judge. I understand part of that is due to your shock. I'm not entirely unsympathetic. My own comfort here is low. I was with my shieldmate when this started and there is nothing more than a desire to crawl in a corner and cry as I wonder if she is down here somewhere or crushed between here and the surface or torn to pieces by the demons. We all are under incredible stress. I proposed you leading the horse as it allows you to help the wounded and frees the rest of use to defend all of us. Please.. everyone, calm down. If we fall apart the next threat will surely finish us and end all our problems."<br/><br/>"We face enough danger without creating more by formenting the chaos and dissent our foes thrive upon."