vidarr, ur dumb, sorry, love ur wife

The trip down to Stylianos Crypt was by chance the first time Tenshi ever felt any sort of ill-will toward Vidarr. Up until this point, he had been a reasonable man. Albeit slightly reckless and morally grey in his judgment, he hadn't done anything to terribly piss her off. Until now. His suggestion to go to the crypt with a couple of the others to gather some herbs for their stores was absolutely daft. He did know that this was a crypt, RIGHT? Meaning dark, damp, and probably devoid of all life. Remember, it's a crypt. Meaning dead things lived here. DEAD things. Not plants!

But she loved the man and though she questioned how much she loved him, she went anyway. Taking whoever wanted to help her gather these potentially imaginary herbs, she led them deeper into the crypt. Her expression is pinched and her lips tremble with a snarl as she shoves her large frame through cobwebs and fallen doors. Silence stretches between her and the rest, all but the sound of their paws and their breathing to make it not so awkward. It isn't until they reach a very deep part where a surprisingly chilling breeze rushes through an open area with many paths leading in different directions does she stop and look around.

"We look for herbs. Crazy, stupid, I know, but I digress. We stay together or split up to look?" Tenshi looks over her shoulder at the others as she waits for their response. Maybe they'd have somewhat of a good idea of where in this dim place to find something.

"Speech"