<div class="floatright">(http://oi59.tinypic.com/2hmht1t.jpg)</div>The paladin sighed and squeezed water from her robe hanging heavily on her. Perhaps she would have covered herself were there men in the group, or maybe she didn't realize her rosy nipples were visible through the fabric. She eventually succeeded on squeezing most water out of it but left her red cloak behind, the wet cape too heavy to carry, considerably slowing her down. As Finna was returning with the wizardess on her back, the paladin just finished tying her hair into a quick braid so the wet hair wouldn't fly everywhere or stick into her face should she fight again.<br/>"If you need to catch your breath, do it now. The path up ahead leads to the entrance of the catacombs that have hundreds of graves, if not thousands. It is also where the stairs are located that lead up to the Spire, we will need to push through quickly if the evil magic has animated more of the dead here. Does any of you require healing?" she asked, her eyes still adjusting to the absence of the light spell.