Hildigrim gives a small but stern nod. “Very well — I’ll head that way. I’m no slouch at keeping myself unseen, so the odds of my safe arrival are statistically favorable.”
He hops down from the bench and begins fussing with his gear, patting pouches, checking straps, and giving his shortbow a quick once-over. To anyone watching, it’s clear he’s running through a practiced mental inventory as much as a physical one — preparing himself with the same meticulous care he gives to deciphering a puzzle.
Hex shakes her head at Hildigrim. "You're not going alone. It's too dangerous. If it's keeping unseen you're worried about, I know a spell that will help all of us move silently."
"I will need a moment to recover before we leave," the others hear from the back of the inn, where Auriel is tending to his wounds. "Shouldn't you as well, Hex?"
Hildigrim gives a small but stern nod. “Very well — I’ll head that way. I’m no slouch at keeping myself unseen, so the odds of my safe arrival are statistically favorable.”
He hops down from the bench and begins fussing with his gear, patting pouches, checking straps, and giving his shortbow a quick once-over. To anyone watching, it’s clear he’s running through a practiced mental inventory as much as a physical one — preparing himself with the same meticulous care he gives to deciphering a puzzle.
Hex shakes her head at Hildigrim. "You're not going alone. It's too dangerous. If it's keeping unseen you're worried about, I know a spell that will help all of us move silently."
"I will need a moment to recover before we leave," the others hear from the back of the inn, where Auriel is tending to his wounds. "Shouldn't you as well, Hex?"
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