<div class="floatright"><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Bremorel image</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i1217.photobucket.com/albums/dd396/Shdwrnnr/Fantasy%20Pics/felf_roguefight-2.jpg)</div></div></div><strong>Name:</strong>Bremorel Silverkin (Bree)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>On the way<br/><strong>With:</strong>Everyone<br/><hr/>She had almost no experiences riding, but at least Bremorel wasn't afraid of horses.  "Thank you, dear Fin, but perhaps it's best if we ride two mounts, just in case something unexpected comes up - so you can race forward while I race away."  She grinned, though she was quite serious in her concern about possible danger.  There should be none, here, but this mission was too crucial to make that assumption.  However, the look on the Viking's face almost made Bree change her mind... almost, but she didn't want to endanger Fin either, should trouble come.  She leaned in to whisper in Fin's ear: "I'll stay close, always", while her hand rested for a while in the small of Fin's armoured back.<br/><br/>Their early-morning ride was, to her, a last chance to enjoy the beauty of the land, all the more so with Finna riding as close as their collective skill would allow, on her right.  Who knew what tomorrow would bring?   Hopefully the next sunrise would look on a world freed from an ancient evil, with the possibility of and end to this eternal war.  But even if they succeeded, any of them might not see that day come, and Bree was determined to enjoy life to the fullest before they had to descend into some dreary catacombs.  The rising sun felt good on her face, and her teeth gleamed as she smiled, almost unceasingly.<br/><br/>At the cave entrance, she accepted the lift down as if it was her due, enjoying the lingering, delicious contact with her friend and lover before they had to separate.  It wasn't easy to put all her desire and hope for the future into one kiss, but she did her best... "I'll stay by you, Fin... or not far behind you, I promise."<br/><br/>She drank deep from her waterskin, and offered it around before giving it to the guards.  "I'll keep the one, but two are too heavy, today."  She accepted the offered torch, and supplemented their light by casting Light on whomever was taking the last position in their ranks, which she would renew as necessary.  With Aleria having illuminated the Lady Paladin up front, this seemed best.  She considered casting a protection spell on herself, but even though it was long-lasting, she thought perhaps it should wait until there was more reason to expect trouble.  Even a sorceress had to be somewhat judicious with her spells, on a day like today.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Gameplay</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Status:</strong> Fatigued (-2 Str &amp; Dex), Blessed (+1 atk, +1 save vs. fear)<br/>Unmodified d20 roll: 10 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=57863) Who knows?  Tied with Finna (aww, the cute new couple!)<br/>Knowledge (dungeoneering):  1d20a2 Result: 3 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=57865) No help!<br/>Acrobatics:  1d20a1 Result: 11 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=57866) Success!<br/></div></div>