For decorative purposes: Un'undeen is a tall and thin high elf. She is the text book definition of drop dead gorgeous with a perfectly symmetrical face, small nose, and piercing steel eyes framed by wavy blonde hair. She wears a flowing white dress that is just long enough to cover her feet without dragging in anything. But the top of that dress it dotted with metal studs, obviously holding an armoured underside while also showing just enough cleavage to give men pause and maybe strike a fancy that they might get lucky. A light crossbow hangs to her left from a sling across her body and the bushy side of some kind of broom looking thing is visible off her right shoulder. And with all that, the most striking feature about her is the transparent white, barely visible diadem of floating crystals rotating around her head.
She looks back at the entrance from which they came, trying to figure out how feasible an escape might be, before focusing forward again, trying to sass out details from the darkness.
"So," she whispers, "What is the plan, gentlemen?"
Usmor is not very tall, only 1 meter 75. He appears quite fit but lacks any prominent muscles or anything. His skin is tanned through exposure to the sun over a whole lifetime, and one eye is blinded and the other flickering around in order to somehow find a way to help himself see through the immense darkness. His black hair is cropped short and neatly trimmed, and his face lacking facial hair. He wears a linen shirt, some loose fitting pants, and simple sandles, and a large staff of wood is strapped to his pack.
Hearing the elf say something, he gives a swift answer - "I don't know. Perhaps if someone here could light up this place, we could formulate a plan," He gives a small sigh before whispering almost inaudibly to himself "Knew I should have brought a light,"
Puppiless onyx eyes momentarily reflect the floating crystals around Un'undeen as Malekai glances back at the missing entrance. Standing there with his black cloak wrapped around his body, the deep crimson-skinned Tiefling holds his medallion underneath the cloak as he thinks for a few moments. The hood of his cloak is lowered, revealing the two black horns that curve back along either side of his head and the white scar of "IX" underneath his left eye. His black, shaggy hair is pulled back to keep his vision clear. Both of his rapiers hang at his sides, ready to be drawn at a moment's notice.
There was a reason as to why they had been sent here, and Malekai was going to push forward until whatever abomination down here was destroyed. Why else would Kelemvor guide him to this tomb if not to purge it?
"Seems we must go in deeper and find another way out," Malekai answers softly, releasing his medallion. His tail slowly flickers back and forth as he speaks before taking a few steps forwards to get a better look at the cave they were in now. Even if Kelemvor had guided him down here, Malekai knew he had to figure the rest out for himself.
Pale blue eyes flicker around the cave. The darkness is something that Feltorius is used to. He stand around 5' 11" and has a slim athletic build. Years of traversing the wilderness has left his snow white hair matted and messy. He draped in a cloak made completely of feathers. He is wearing a simply set of dark clothing, and an exotic looking blade hangs on his side. A quiver sits on his back, along side an intricately carved longbow.
Feltorius crouches down to observe the ground around him. "I'm not normally uncomfortable underground," he mutters, "but something about this place feels wrong." He grabs the tooth around his neck , something about it helps him stay calm and focus."Well I guess we only have one option here," he says begrudgingly, "we go deeper into the cave."
Captain Danwin Ursix, a mountain of a man at 6'4" tall and 235lbs of solid muscle, finds his way to a nearby wall and unshoulders his pack. Upon his back, beneath the pack, was strapped a masterpiece of a Greatsword. The swords hilt is adorned with a set of scales in Brass that are evenly balanced, between the book of law and the crown. On one hip hung a Warhammer, well used and black as the night, and strapped onto the outside of his pack on his back was a shield, adorned with Captain Danwin's family crest. The crest consists of a single helm, much like the one Captain Danwin himself wears, surrounded by flourished red and blue banners, and the Inscription "For Honor, For Loyalty, For the Crown" surrounds the crest.
"Don't worry men, I have torches, and once lit we can take rank and continue into this foul place." he digs around in his pack for his tinderbox and a torch that can be lit.
"Show me that torch of yours," Un'undeen says as she strides over to Danwin. She shakes her hand a bit, mumbles a strange word, and snaps her fingers. The crystals flicker for a split second and a small flame appears as if her thumb is the wick of a candle. It's barely enough to light her whole hand in this darkness but she offers it to anyone who wants to light a torch.
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"Now that, is a useful trick milady" Captain Danwin uses the fire to light his torch. He then uses the torch to look about the room and taken in it's features, any exits he can find, whatever may be of use.
"Captain, fancy those two rocks over there are not like the others," Malekai says as he points out the two wet rocks to Captain Danwin. "Say we take a closer look?" the Tiefling asks, drawing both rapiers.