All around Kayleth were the sounds of chaos. People yelling. Screaming. The screech of bats. She felt her heart rate spur from it all, But she maintained her composure. Letting ones emotions run you in times of havoc turned you into a beast. Either a berserk bull who charges in with reckless abandon, or a bleating sheep herding towards sudden doom. The strength of sentient beings were their ability to think. Any old dog can just feel its way through life. So she set her brain to work.

"If I were trying to weaken a group that's gathered to stop my plans, the first thing I'd do is split them up." And Everyone had fallen for it, hook, line and sinker. Even the woman who came in spewing prophecies. Perhaps she was in truth the Jeltheor that she had just warned the group about. She looked up the road, Durin had already left several seconds ago to join the orc, witch, swordsman and psychic. She giggled under her breath before following suit. This was certainly not how she had pictured spending her Tuesday.

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