<div class="floatright">(http://i.neoseeker.com/ca/final_fantasy_xiv_conceptart_RiacG.jpg)</div><strong>Alec Varys</strong>(https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1269011)<br/>Place: Unknown<br/>Inventory/Wearing: Basically this (https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/d3/b7/c4/d3b7c4935e5d26d6f9bced61ef4326df--mens-viking-costume-male-renaissance-costume.jpg)<br/>Tagging:All<br/><hr/><br/>Alec had secured the best he could and sighed; he didn't know enough to craft a proper holy symbol, perhaps he could... yes he could. The elf, Maldred, seemed to know what he was looking for do the same thing. As they walked, he'd follow Nerida almost like a guard but would fall beside Maldred. "I could use one of those too, though I admit I don't know enough to create one. Could you help with that?" he asked, noticing that Maldred already had a basic one made. When they neared the exit to the cavern, he'd pause; feeling anxiety and fear sweep over him; going out into the sun meant going into Lathander's domain. The last time he did that; he got blasted into nothing and experiencing that again would NOT be fun. Taking a hissing breath through his teeth, Alec stepped out into it, holding his hand up to shade his eyes until they adjusted. "6 miles along the river? Got it" he replied and looked at the others. "It'd be the best course of action, subtlety can be as dangerous as a knife in the dark if it's done right."