Caelyn Syol'arael
Wood Elf Druid
AC: 15 HP: 39/39
PP: 17 PIv: 10 PIs: 17
Conditions: --
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Caelyn turns her head to Sam, giving him a slightly hurt look when he mentions leaving the group. Under that logic, neither am I suited for infiltrating the bandit camp. I cannot hide my disdain for them, nor profess my loyalty to their cause in a believable manner. I may escape suspicion if I tell them I am here to cleanse the shadow druids, but I doubt that lines up with their strategy for handling my personal enemy. She reaches out and puts a hand on Sam's arm. "If I'm not mistaken, with Vyvian gone you might be the only one of us who can get away with a lie, Sam. I'm not sure what we'd do without you."