<div class="floatright">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/d8/bd/dc/d8bddcf915691f1a6084e11275d75f18--mother-art-dota-.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Cassandra Blackbriar (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1252610)</strong></span><br/>Place:  The Prime Material Plane, in the middle of nowhere apparently.<br/>Time:  Late evening last she knew<br/>Wearing:  Now wearing this (https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/79/d2/d1/79d2d13df7fbfedaaf75bb8146122709.jpg) plus red lacy undergarments and medium height dark brown leather traveler's boots.<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Inventory</div><div class="spoiler_body">Belt with pouches, 2 sets of fine clothing plus undergarments, a makeshift backpack, a bedroll, a mess kit, a tinderbox, ten torches, ten days of rations, waterskin, and fifty feet of hempen rope.  Two daggers, a light crossobow with (20) bolts, and a quarterstaff</div></div><br/>Tagging:  New friends, and Lady Adelaide Meeks<br/><br/>While she wasn't all that surprised that she couldn't find any magical foci or items that she could use as an arcane focus, Cassandra didn't complain as she gathered far more mundane items for later use.   While it took some doing, Cassandra was able to stitch and reinforce a few sacks into a makeshift backpack, having found a few bits of leather strip and hides that she proceeded to attach to the sack in an effort to make it stronger and able to bear more weight.  From there, once she was satisfied with her handiwork, only then did she proceed to load it up with a number of items that she deemed necessary for their adventures to come, at least she hoped so at any rate.   A bedroll which she lashed to her backpack, mess kit, tinderbox, ten torches, ten days of rations, waterskin, and fifty feet of Hempen rope, because one just never knew when rope would come in handy.  Once everything was in order, only then did she proceed to grab a quarterstaff, two daggers, a crossbow and a pouch of twenty bolts.  Having gotten most of what she wanted for now, she'd follow after the rest of the group, and couldn't help but spot a bit of moss that had a just visible glow to it.  Nodding her silent approval, one of her recently acquired daggers came out before she quickly went to work in collecting a few clumps of the stuff, which she summarily added to one of her component pouches.  While she knew she would likely end up slowing herself down by carrying so much equipment, she didn't feel all that encumbered truth be told despite a relatively lax, at least from a physical standpoint, lifestyle.  She assumed it was a part of her draconic blood and left it at that as she pulled the straps up onto her shoulders before stomping the butt of her new staff into the ground beside her feet, following after the rest of the group as best she could.<br/><br/>But it didn't take her long to notice the strange, possibly magical darkness surrounding.  The strange way the light, or near lack thereof, didn't seem to affect their ability to see was quite strange, but overall non alarming to the sorceress.  Her magical studies aside, which had been all in the theory if not the actual practice, she wasn't one to be easily spooked in any event, outside of being killed of course, and proceeded with barely a raised eyebrow.  It was only when they came to the end of the underground passageway that she slowed and eventually stopped, blinking emerald eyes as she stared at the sunlight streaming towards them, unable to help the relieved if soft sob that escaped her at feeling the warmth from the majestic sight before them.  She'd never look at the sun the same way again despite having seen an eternal sunset not so long ago.  But as lost as she'd been at seeing the light at the literal end of the tunnel, she couldn't help but glance at Neridia in curiosity as she stayed back in the shadows.  Trying to dredge up what little she knows about the more unholy creatures she'd heard or read about from various sources, as well as any possible reasons why someone might possibly avoid direct sunlight, Cassandra groans and shakes her head when she can't think of much else but the fact there was a beautiful day ahead of them.  And that task or no task, she was no longer dead, awaiting eternal punishment at the hands of the ultimate seductress.  Not that it mattered in any event since despite a slight antagonistic verbal exchange between them, Neridia had not given her any reason not to trust her, so Cass let her curiosity fade to the background for now, choosing instead to follow silently behind Adelaide while keeping an ear open to the others around them as best she could despite silently being in awe of the simple fact she was underneath an actual sun again.<br/><br/>As for the plan, she only nodded her agreement, alright with keeping back on the off chance things didn't go as planned.  She was still glad she had packed for a long trip though even as she was momentarily distracted by Jasmine flashing her rear end at them all.<strong>"I'm fine with keeping out of sight, but I still need to be close enough to fire off spells if the need arises.  We should agree upon some kind of signal, if you need us to rush to your aid and you can't otherwise communicate."</strong>What she wouldn't have given for an enchanted mirror or some kind of earrings for that very reason, but she let that also go to the back of her mind for now.  Sighing heavily, she ran a hand through her long, brunette locks, and hoped this wouldn't go badly.<br/><br/>OOC:  So yeah, no dice lol<br/>Religion roll: 1d20a1 Result: 6 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=105577)