[@Ms Ravenwinter] [@Oraculum]

The wood elf paused briefly as the feline rogue asked her opinion about tracks that the elf had spotted well before the latter had.  She positively bristled at the supposedly unintended insult Yvah had just thrown at Ceria's own stealth skills by not thinking of HER as stealthy.  She replied casually, [b][color=00a651]"Those tracks were made by a mixture of merpeople and humanoids about an hour ago.  I think the wetness of the footprints indicates that we are either headed into the sewers or some underground body of water.  This makes sense if there are more merpeople.  Though unless these are some very well-adapted merpeople, I'm surprised why they wouldn't abhor the sewers."[/color]  [/b]She bit her lip in thought.  

Ceria pressed her hands together in a small, inaudible clap to cut herself off from too much pondering. [color=00a651][b] 'But that's not the point!  I guess if you two are going in silent, Chip and I might as well!"[/b][/color]  She tucked Chip into her bag so he could peek out just barely from underneath the flap but was still reasonably safe from harm.  Lowering her lithe petite figure into a crouch, she followed Araerys and Yvah down the steps, but kept a good ten feet or so behind them just in case they were ambushed so it would give Ceria more time to react.  Before descending, however, Ceria looked over her shoulder toward Ulor and said, "If we do encounter any more merpeople in their natural habitat, I hope you have that octopus ready!"  Without knowing whether or not the aloof geezer even heard her, she had turned toward the stairwell.

She used her natural elvish darkvision to constantly be sweeping as far ahead of her as she could for any glimpses of movement or danger.  The elf also chose to hug the right wall as they descended.  In her travels far and wide, she had heard a rumor that if you ever enter a labyrinth or maze, that if people always followed - and preferably kept in contact with - one wall, then they would never become lost.  One quick glance to her right revealed a wall coated with slime and damp mold.  She wrinkled her nose and continued on after her two compatriots, making sure to keep close to but not touch the wall whenever possible.  




[hider=Mechanical Roly-Poleys]
Survival:  [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/4203]16[/url]
Stealth:  [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/4204]15[/url]
Chip's Stealth:  [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/4205]15[/url]
[/hider]