Caelyn Syol'arael
Wood Elf Druid
AC: 15 HP: 31/39
PP: 17 PIv: 10 PIs: 17
Conditions: --
Concentrating on:

Unleashing an unseemly squeal when Sam picks her up, Caelyn squeezes him back. Once she is set down she embraces Senna as well, though with less physicality. Rosc Roche is ok, too. He's inside the ruin, just in case the fire came faster than we expected. I also saved all our stuff. Which reminds me- it is high time we all did our laundry with more soap. Some of those bags smell terrible.

Caelee sighed at Senna and Grepha's back and forth, putting her palm to her face. Moving right along... I hope the druids of the Cloakwood are more like Jaheira and less like the Malar worshippers. And I hope that Grepha's augury can point us in the right direction. I may be a skilled tracker, but not without some sort of trail to work with.