[center][h1][url=https://dicecloud.com/character/EKP4jKmn8mSm7nd4L/Kiki-Milaan][color=0072bc]Kiki Milaan [/color][img]https://i.imgur.com/JdSH8td.png[/img][/url][/h1][/center][hr]
With the wolves defeated, Kiki wiped the blood off her blade using the dire wolf's hide and turned away from Bar. She didn't want to see his mangled corpse, and it was only adrenaline that kept her from bursting into tears. She hadn't known Bar well, nor did she like him overly much, but that didn't necessarily mean he had to die. If she were a little faster, maybe she could have stopped him, or at least given the wolves another target to tear into. Of course, then it might be her own corpse lying mangled on the cave floor. 

Kiki turned towards their bard, expecting to see Cas from her voice, but seeing Ardiane instead. Kiki reached out to embrace her, some small comfort in this den of death. Was this what awaited her outside Halruaa? Mindless death and ruin, pointless slaughter? This job was to be simple: escort a wagon, collect the pay. And now Bar was dead. And for what? They could have walked past those wolves unharmed. There was no reason to fight. It was pointless. Stupid, even. And now he was dead.

The mystic was brave enough to inspect the body, and the sorcerer to look for another way forward. Kiki remained outside the wolves' den, but even she could hear the sound of stone rumbling against stone, echoing through the cavern as Brim cast a spell to shape the stone. She winced. [color=0072bc]"No use trying to be quiet now,"[/color] she muttered. [color=0072bc]"Then again, fighting the wolves wasn't exactly silent."[/color] Her weapon was drawn again, ready to strike should an enemy make itself known. [color=0072bc]"You weren't hurt, right, Ardiane?"[/color] she asked over her shoulder as she peered into the darkness.