Snippet #1141881

Faelynn felt a little bit bad, having the guys do the majority of the fighting. But only a little. It saved her from getting killed, which was a bit of a plus.
Once the potion had done all that it needed, she rose to her feet and fumbled into the middle of the room. She obsorbed the swirling blue orbs, a sudden wave of strength covering her body. She walked foward, standing just a few feet behind the males, wordlessly. She heard them talking, but didn't really feel like hopping into the conversation.
There was a few rows of books near them, the majority of them really old and ratty looking. She was fascinated by them, but didn't show it. It would only bring more attention to her. She just stood back silently, as per usual. If one of them addressed her, she might decide to participate. Might. Otherwise, no chance.



(EXP +50)