Alice yawned, sliding her book back into her robes before moving to stand by Miranda and Maribelle. Her necklace gleamed, bathing the nearby injured in it's healing light to slowly mend their wounds. Clothes, not so much, but at least they'd eventually be healed!<br/><br/><strong>"Seems like we've succeeded, barely. Shall we go scavange for treasure and free any remaining captives?"</strong>