<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: courier;"><strong>Van (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=301960.msg14759850#msg14759850)</strong><br/>HP 9, AC 13, Passive Perception 14<br/>Initiative 21 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=132798)<br/>Carrying a torch, Dagger in hand</span></span><br/><hr/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 9pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: courier;"><em>‘Careful Brother Dear or they are going to start thinking that I am the moody twin. Remember, I am the happy one.’ </em><br/><br/>Vani shuddered and turned away from where she was trying to peer into the darkness beyond the torch she carried to focus on the back of Fate, who was in front, leading the way. Trying to block out the familiar upbeat tune the spirit was singing to her. It was one the spirit sang even to her death. Still, the spirit had a point. SHE always had a point.<br/><br/>“Honestly, I am more concerned about the three people that are missing.  Fastieths are fast. I am sure the child’s pet is running around here somewhere.” Vani offered, smiling over her shoulder. “Hopefully the monster makes this venture interesting. Not that I have anything against this place, I mean Sewer’s here are better maintained than some, but really…”<br/><br/>The construct was saying something, but Vani missed it, just managing to stop and crouch behind it as the pest started humming in her ear again. <em>‘Do you remember, Brother Dear, the time that we were swarmed by those flying pests in the sewers of...’ </em>“Shut up shut up shut up,”  Vani muttered, as the humming sound of flying insects combined with the warnings of Fate. “Why couldn't it have been rats. I can stab rats. I hate bugs.” <br/></span></span>