<br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/3rOp7i1.png)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 24pt;">Serana Vi Marian (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1825891)</span><br/><strong>HP</strong>:12/12<strong>Status</strong>:<br/><strong>AC</strong>:17<strong>Initiative</strong>:<br/><br/><br/><strong>Actions:</strong>creating makeshift anchor, tying it around Ria<br/><strong>Roll:</strong><br/><strong>damage:</strong><br/><hr/><br/><br/>Seeing Bellantha acting all embarrassed brought a small, but genuine smile to her face, something that was becoming an increasingly rare commodity lately, "I'm almost jealous. I don't think I've ever caught you staring like that when we've bathed together..." she lightly teased, referring to the times they'd wash up after sparring practice and the like when they were younger. Her expression turned dour again, a heavy sigh crossing her lips, "I honestly don't know anymore. We've barely taken two steps in this place and I already feel world weary. I was already starting to doubt myself back when this was apparently all just some game...now that people's lives are at stake..." she murmured, letting that nagging doubt she felt bubble back to the surface.<br/><br/>Fortunately she wouldn't be allowed to dwell on it for too long, Ria's complaints snapping her back to reality, letting her refocus on the task at hand, "Ria what the fuck are you talking about? We don't<em>have</em>the statue head. If we did we would have put it back on the statue already" Serana exclaimed. Was this daft prostitute even paying attention? Well smarts wasn't Ria's strong suit, so that wasn't that big a deal, but Iona now? "Iona...yes we have rope..." Serana muttered, reaching back and holding up the 50 foot cord of hemp rope that had been secured to her back pack, giving it a little shake as if to say "see?", "why would we come all this way without bringing any rope? why would<em>you</em>come all this way without bringing any rope? she asked, seriously, who didn't bring<em>rope</em>?<br/><br/>If this was all some ploy to make her feel better about her own competence, it had been a roaring success, Serana letting out a small sigh as she unslung her pack and set it on the ground, rifling through it, "give me a moment..." she muttered, pulling out the spare haversack she got from the mayor. Serana filled it with the two bear traps and the contents of her cooking kit, pulling the straps extra tight to make sure it was all secured together, before feeding one end of the rope through the arm straps and tying a tight knot. Doing so she was able to create a makeshift anchor, around 38 pounds all in all, "here, if you need a diving weight this might be able to suffice. If it doesn't work I'm sure we all have some extra metal we can pool together to make it heavier." she said handing the girl the rope and the weighed down pack, she would also take the time to tie the rope around Ria's waist, the taller girl seeming to tower over Ria as she stood so close. She knelt down in front of her to focus on the knot, her face close enough that Ria could feel her hot breath against her cold skin, her hands casually brushing across her waist and hips as she worked, "there, you should be secure" she muttered, taking up her end of the rope and motioning for her to go ahead.