Caelyn Syol'arael
Wood Elf Druid
AC: 14 HP: 17/17
PP: 15 PIv: 10 PIs: 15
Conditions: --
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Caelyn blinks a few times in the awkward silence between her and her older sister. Like Vyv, she is anxiously waiting for the conversation to take a wrong turn. The half-elf just knew how to push Caelee into a frustrated, fighting mood. When she finally understands what Vyv intends, she sighs lightly and climbs down off the bed, shakily standing up and heading for her clothes. There may have been a time when she wouldn't have thought about entering a hallway potentially full of strangers in her night clothes, but this was not Candlekeep and she kept some level of propriety in mind as she put on her pants. Once she is at least half dressed, she knocks on Sam and Aintas' door, intending to get a couple of hours of instruction in before resting.