<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/17/Murasaki1.png)</div>Murasaki (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=359795) watched Telthor leave the group without a word said, sighed, unwilling to put herself in the man's way when he was in such a mood, as much as she disliked splitting up under such dangerous circumstances.  Seeing Beau join him didn't make her any happier.<br/><br/>As they traveled at last, long minutes after the two had departed, she watched the trail.  Hoping that Telthor would calm down long enough to wait for them.<br/><br/>No such luck, and as they walked out into more open terrain, she shook her head sadly.<br/><br/>She patted her wool cloak and pants, thankful that she'd taken the time earlier to change into her winter gear.<br/><br/>Half an hour later, they reached the avalanche.  Noting it, and the leg from it's victim, Murasaki frowned, then breathed a sigh of relief noticing that the pants were a different color than Beau's... or after a moment's consideration, Telthor's.  She pointed the leg out anyway, asking,  "Should we get them out?  We might learn something."<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Rolls</div><div class="spoiler_body">At 2016-06-30 11:32:51, Tagan (uid: 10445) rolls: 1d20a6 Result: 20 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=89837)<br/></div></div>