<strong>Analise</strong><br/><br/>Analise stood at the edge of the pit, making the sign of the Light and whipsering a prayer for the fallen.  As Elsie reminisced, she reached over and laid a sympathetic hand on the teifling girl's shoulders.  Their was sympathy and genuine empathy in the girl's mismatched eyes, but she found no time to share her own experience with being alien.<br/><br/>After finding the orc arrow shafts, she growled softly, then returned to the wagon.  “It looks to me like the surface levels of Kelem'vor are clear. Shall we take the wagons and the horses inside with us before we explore?  We've got orcs to deal with and good men to avenge.”