<div class="floatleft">(https://cdna.artstation.com/p/assets/images/images/000/959/028/large/jore-escalera-dungeonmastersub01.jpg?1437008046)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 28pt;">DM</span><br/><hr/><br/>Gagged and tied by the hands to a nearby tree, Iclyn gave Selena a queer look with a cocked eyebrow before shrugging. Selena worked her way through various items, including a cooking pan for some reason which Iclyn slowly shook her head 'no' towards. Eventually the goblin made her way to a scimitar that Iclyn animatedly bobbed her head up and down at, then a small shield built for a hafling's figure directly after it.<br/><br/><hr/><br/><br/>"And neither do I," Isabella agreed with Kayla. She shook her head in frustration, rubbing her temple in a moment of total loss at what to do. But inside her gut, welling up from parts unknown, she had a deep desire to continue onward into this tomb, and no interest in taking that collar off of Ezi at present. Even if Orlith was right in principle.<br/><br/>"I'm continuing on, you and Selena can stay here and fiddle with it as you like, but that wasn't what you were hired to do. Kayla, will you join me?" Isabella addressed the Ifritian before turning her attentions back to her sworn protector.<br/><br/>"And you?" Isabella looked to Wren standing idly and waiting for her gear to arrive. "You're welcome to follow, but I suppose if I die your task will be completed after all," Isabella chuckled morbidly.