Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20141107033353/@comment-12599067-20141112034652

Veranwen found a stable chair and sat down at one of the tables, leaving her staff to lean against the table next to her as she withdrew her map and the scroll detailing Rowan's whereabouts to chart their route to Falkreath and add details to the profile on the healer. She had turned her attention to Kasra when she had fallen and cringed when she hit the floor, then watched as Conall hurried to her side. She had to admit, she wasn't feeling very great about hiring these people to follow them blindly into pursuing the man who was probably one of the world's most powerful necromancers, but at least they were working for the greater good.

That didn't mean Veranwen didn't feel guilty, though. So she withdrew a healing potion from her pack (even though she didn't think Kasra truly needed it) and, when Conall happened to look her way, discreetly slid it down the table towards them.