Finally, the day came, they would make their move. How successful it would be remained to be seen. But they were going to try. Failure, was not an option in her mind.
She arrived behind Rhodes in sturdy, fitted black tactical pants and a black tank top. Over which she had one of her Hedgespun jackets, this one designed to help protect her. On the left pocket of the pants, near her hip, there was a small patch of a rain drop. Steel toed boots were on her feet and her long hair was in a braid that was then wrapped into a bun. Best to not give anyone any hair to grab onto. Strapped to her right upper thigh was the dagger Circe had made her.
Was this the only ones who were helping? She thinks as she looks around the room. But it was a good team, no denying that. She just wished there was more.
Looking to Circe, “Small army?” she asks, not really joking. Then a nod to Gerrit and finally to Rhodes, a hand reaching for his and giving it a gentle squeeze. They were doing this.
Hedgespun jacket(+1 INT, +1 DEF), Hedgespun Necklace(+1 singing), dagger, 2 bottles of water, bag of trail mix, gauze and medical tape, costume jewelry for trading(one necklace, one pin) sun catcher for trading, notebook with pencil, compact with mirror
Health 7
WP 3