<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/r9juJQ3.jpg)</div><br/>The journey out from Delvers' headquarters has been a rather..."distracted" one for Gwyndolin. Most of her time had been spent either buried in one of her newest tomes of ancient lore, or clinging to Roses side like a young babe, reexamining every angle of her enthralling beauty for what must have been the thousandth time. However, despite this, she did not hesitate when their new company appeared from beneath the crystalline waters. In fact it was much like the lighting of a torch, it only took that one spark, and in an instant the woman seemed to burst to life, thickened shadows stretching and molding between her palms before the creatures even landed down upon the bridge. As she shaped the clay-like mound of darkness into a simple blade, a figure as black as pitch rose up on the bridge behind her, her perfect copy in every way save for the sheen of darkness that obscured all of it's more detailed features.<br/><br/>"Well...kinda makes you wonder why you let them build a big bridge here if you didn't want anyone to cross." she mused, a statement that likely would have been a sarcastic quip had it been delivered by one of the more rougeish members of their group, though knowing Gwyndolin her surprise and innocent confusion were likely all too genuine. "Unfortunately I'm a bit short on coin to pay at the moment, farewell friends" she said, stepping close behind Rose, within the small shadow cast by the sun overhead, and in an instant sinking down into it, vanishing without a trace, only her shadow left behind as she seemingly abandoned her companions to fend for themselves.<br/><br/>Ofcourse in truth the woman was not too far away, having reemerged in the shadow of one of the large, looming trees on the other side of the bridge, ducking behind the trunk so at not to be seen, and keep up the illusion that she had truly ran off. Peeking around the corner she carefully observed the group of strange fish people, trying to spot any apparent weaknesses or holes in their formation. Meanwhile Gwyndolin's shadow proved to be significantly braver than it's caster, stepping in front of Rose to put itself between her and the fishmen, seemingly ready for a fight.