In the alien light, Vashti's eyes are like a cat's at dusk, the black orbs gleaming and feral as she surveys the land.  The fragile-bodied rogue seems reassured by the presence of her tactical gear, though not content.  To be on a lesser plane, she would have preferred to be prepared for travel... she'd been traveling light for the under-ranging...<b>"Vile planes.  Lovely.  And I without spare knickers."</b>She checks the mechanism on the small crossbow at her waist, working it without looking as she sidles a few feet from where she landed... and, as usual, subtly away from the paladin.<br/><br/>"<strong>I agree with Val</strong>," she says softly, sorting from her pack a large, disk-shaped prism that she holds before her eyes as she surveys the landscape.<strong>"The path is our only sign of civilization.  Taking to the wilds of an unknown world is, quite simply, suicidal."</strong>Her thin, dark eyebrows furrow as she studies the land in a full circle, like a lighthouse sweeping the land before her.<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button"> Action</div><div class="spoiler_body">Perception (visual search), +5 for lens of detection: At 2011-07-21 19:40:57, icsyhyat (uid: 768) rolls: 1d20a20 Result: 29 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=30023)<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"></div></div></div></div>