Selissa Betula
Wood Elf Scout Rogue
AC: 16 HP: 38/38 -> 48/48
PP: 16
Conditions: Aid
Concentrating: --


The coin debate

At the tiefling flicked the coin towards her, her fleshen hand began to rise - before she was forced to catch it between two wooden ones with her other hand. She looked down at it with a expression of disgust, before she put it away carefully, glancing up at Mal one more time - she stared at him for a moment, then without a word, turned back to staring out the window.

Stagecoach

As the stagecoach came to a stop, the elf spoke up.
"Two more at the back. Archers."
She debated disembarking the carrage and making her way to observe whatever lay ahead in the cover of the treeline, where she could lay eyes or arrows on things as necessary; but as others went forward, she decided to wait and see. If they didn't like members of the Green faith, seeing a wood elf who's hair was literally green probably wouldn't assist matters - and stealthing into the woods might cause problems if she had to later reveal herself to them.

She had no concern that they'd see her if she didn't want to be seen.