Rhodes felt a small flush of irritation as he was simply overwritten by the movement of all the others up to the loft and the door. Of course, Sera would never let people go into danger without supporting them and this left him alone - a foolish place to stay.
He exhaled slowly, allowing the delightful view of his wife ascending the ladder before him to distract from other emotions. Even here Sera managed to ooze sex appeal. Nothing like danger to inflame later passions (and remind of the desire to survive to see such passions). Then, he took a quick belt from his flask to quell rising nerves and he followed her up, taking a place behind the others. "Alright, let's do this if we're doing it at all."
Equipment: Sturdy boots, Hedgespun coat (+1 def, +1 talking to crowds when active), hip flask (scotch, 3/4 full), Wallet containing a photo of Sera, ID and $147, a satchel containing: 12 tags each with "Rhodes" on them, 2 knives, a book of poetry, some cheap silver rings, earrings and a necklace with bright stones.
Health 7/7
WP 2/2