<br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/3rOp7i1.png)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 24pt;">Serana Vi Marian (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1825891)</span><br/><strong>HP</strong>:12<br/><strong>AC</strong>:17<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Serana gave a small, almost sheepish smile as Bellantha addressed her by her new title. She still wasn't sure about being the one chosen for the task, along with the implied, but not stated, authority that came with it, but she had to admit it did have a certain ring to it. So did being called "boss", as she'd quickly discover as the tiny hafling Jilly approached. Serana had to clench her fist a bit to keep from letting out an "awww" or trying to ruffle the girl's hair, knowing it would come off terribly condescending, but it wasn't her fault! The girl was so cute, and the same size as her middle sister Morgan. She really wanted to pat that head!  "We're going to be heading down to Serpent Gorge. There's a couple of large clearings along the way that we'll use as checkpoints. It's not the most direct route, but I figure the smoother terrain will make up for it" she answered the halfling, figuring it'd be more convenient that way.<br/><br/>Serana tensed up imperceptibly when the red haired...priestess, sauntered her way over to them. She kept up a firm poker face as Ria greeted Bellantha. While she wasn't the biggest fan of their "relationship", specifically the blatant insincerity of it from Ria's side, there was nothing to gain from sewing dissension this early in their journey. The mayor's speech had made it very clear the risks that came with this quest, and if their very lives were at stake then they'd have to shelf any personal grudges to ensure the safety of the group. Serana understood this, and intended to lead by example, and so greeted Ria with a nod and a smile, "I don't doubt your skills at all, and as a healer you'll no doubt be our most indispensable member. We'll make sure to keep you out of harm's way" she said.<em>"there ya go, that wasn't so hard. Mature, considerate, level headed"</em>she thought, mentally patting herself on the back.<br/><br/>Serana was distracted from her merry band when Captain Gregor approached with his words of congratulation and wisdom, "Thank you sir, it's good to know I'll be held in such good company" she said, smiling up at her fellow lantern bearer. However her brow raised when he addressed Bellantha as if he was trying to consul her. For whatever reason the implication of his words made her anxious, years of settling disputes between children who constantly fought over<em>who</em>deserved<em>what</em>sending up warning signs in her brain. She didn't sense any jealousy from Bellantha before, but still she wanted to nip it in the bud, "Some other time? What are you talking about captain?" Serana interjected, letting out a chuckle as she slung herself against Bellantha, hooking an arm around her shoulder in a show of camaraderie, "I'm expecting Bell to claim the lion's share of glory on this adventure. After all I'm just carrying a lamp really, she's the one who's going to be slaying beasts and inspiring songs, right?" she said, flashing the girl a cheeky grin.<br/><br/>However despite her lively demeanor, she couldn't shake the unsettling feeling that she was being watched. Glancing around, she managed to catch sight of Cygnar staring her down as if he had a pair of bolts readied behind his eyes. She raised a brow, looking back at him with a confused glance, her hand unconsciously coming to rest on the pummel of her sword, not threateningly in the least, but just to highlight how close the weapon was at hand. She opted not to call him out on his grim countenance, figuring if he had anything to say he would do so of his own volition, and as she was tearing her gaze away from him she locked eyes with Iona. Serana flashed her a warm, gracious smile, hopefully dissuading any concern, and even gave the girl a little wave with her fingers, blissfully ignorant of any lingering resentments the girl might have had.