[center][h2][color=teal]Gwyneria[/color][/h2][/center] Gwyn shifted herself to stand up straight behind Cicero while glancing around at the motley crew. Yeah, these guys were definitely not to be trusted especially with how they were eyeing their prey. Though the locked and chained door meant that the proposed sneak attack would have been difficult to say the least. At least Cicero was awake now, though unarmed and unarmored and heavily wounded still. The situation wasn't ideal for a fight now. May as well act nice...for now. [color=teal]"And we thank you for your hospitality."[/color] She answered the captain. [color=teal]"Are we long from the closest port?[/color] While she spoke, she prepared in case she would need to cast something soon, gathering and focusing her current energy. Fire would be a last resort spell. Teleport could only be used once and probably knock her unconscious, so no go in the current situation. Ice had various different possibilities from icicles to more slippery surfaces, though she'd need to be spare in her use. Now wasn't the time for healing. A flash of light would blind them definitely, but would need to be immediately taken advantage of, though at least that she could do multiple times. Invisibility would drain too quickly. Illusions...well those could work. A quick Light flash then an illusion of one of their superstitions. Which one would work for this? Gwyn furiously wracked her memory for some figure she could use.