<strong>Location:</strong>Staging grounds<br/><strong>With:</strong>Strike force<br/><hr/>Bremorel joined the group, a little bleary-eyed but uplifted by Yustissa's irresistible, inspiring pep-talk.  It was easy to see how such a woman could have united the diverse forces under her banner - and if they could now be directed at the apparent architect of this war, to turn that force on the real source of their woes... the sorceress felt a new hope that gave her a bounce to her step.  Then, too, there was another reason why she was especially cheerful this morning....<br/><br/>Not everyone was quite so inspired, it seemed.  In particular, the group's other mage, the human, Aleria, seemed to have had a much rougher night.  Was she ill?  Just hung-over perhaps?  It seemed worse.  But she was here, and however she looked, she was one of the hand-picked few.<br/><br/>She noted one of the others present, the one in leather armour, stowing the small box Yustissa provided.  It was unfortunate reminder that they'd likely need healing before too much time had passed.  But with Yustissa leading them directly, Bree was confident that they would make it through.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">gameplay</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll: Knowledge (Geo) untrained.  At 2014-04-26 21:41:37, victoria4 (uid: 37138) rolls: 1d20a2 Result: 22 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=57782)<br/>Probably starting the day fatigued!  And blessed.<br/></div></div>