It was time for battle, or at least preparations, he stepped up to Talia and took the coin from her"No time for that now, the others are already inside"he said, slipping the coin over his neck and into his shirt for now. It was then that he crept forward into the darkness. as he moved a single thought triggered the manifestation of his mind blade. tendrils of green energy coalesced into a semi solid blade in his right hand, resembling a thick short sword. he wanted to keep this quiet as he could, crouched he moved in to assist The half orc and cleric.<br/><br/>( Roll Result: isengrad rolled: 1d20, adding 4to the total<br/>Comment: move silently<br/>Result: 19,<br/>Total: 23<br/>)