<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/BLLhViO.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Mae (https://ddb.ac/characters/36326751/jLOkcf)<br/><strong>HP:</strong>17/17 -<strong>AC:</strong>12 (Mage Armor: 15)<strong>Spells:</strong>lv.1 - 3/4  lv.2 - 2/2<br/><strong>Effects: </strong>Mage Armor<br/><strong>Actions: </strong>Prestidigitation to create small snowflake shaped marks on he clothing of each member of the group<br/><hr/>Mae looked up from her spellbook as the world began to shift, first noting the drifting lights, then the sound of music. "Certainly not what I expected when we planned to use the local ley lines.. This is decidedly not a safe place for any of us - the sooner we make our exit the better."<br/><br/>The clear tension in the satyr's voice and the fact that Dafina was not aware of what brought them to this place left the half-elf on edge. Taking a breath, she addressed her companions, "Drip, please calm yourself and focus - level heads will prevail and we will get out of here as soon as possible. As a precaution, I suggest that each of us that can cast the prestidigitation spell make a familiar marking on each member of our caravan - it would be best if we could easily identify each other. And it should go without saying that we should remain together."<br/><br/>The coolness of her voice did little to hide her own growing anxiety, she had heard plenty of tales of the fey wild and did not relish being here in person - especially an unplanned and unprepared visit.