[center][img]https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/e478c1b0-4316-4937-9cb8-d46efb89413d.png[/img][h2][color=palegoldenrod]Lotte Chaubert[/color][/h2][/center][indent][indent][indent][indent][indent][hr][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent]After one too many drops of sludge got in the way of Lotte's way as she was drawing in her tablet—she knew it wasn't a good idea to try out this new gear in a place like this— she swapped her gear for a conventional notebook, and a led flashlight that she could hold safely even if she needed her hand for something else.

The range of illumination was far greater than before as well, even though a turn in the tunnel, thirty-or-so meters away, blocked the line of sight. The splashing sound and screams were obviously coming from that direction. However, the students were unable to react on time—whatever magic Sonia used didn't look like it was meant to help directly, Duncan was all but panicking because he couldn't see far enough, and Trey had gone back to the Academy before even getting down in the sewers— and at least Kromric seemed to be content with the possibility of someone dying, since he didn't so much as move a muscle or said a word.

With how bad the situation was, it was up to Lotte to act as fast as she could. The smallish fox took the lead as she was asked to, dashing ahead of the others. A few meters after the turn, Lotte saw a slightly open manhole cover and, not long after it, a partially flooded crossroads. The pool of stale rainwater was calm by the time she arrived but Lotte was certain the cries came from around here.

She decided to investigate a bit more as she waited for the others, shedding light at all visible corner, before throwing a small rock at the water to check whether or not there was something hiding there.
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