She wasn’t sure if the guide she had chosen hesitated for the decision she had made, or if he lacked faith in her as a whole. Regardless, he seemed to come to terms with the course that she had selected and moved to lead. As quietly as he was, she moved to follow the obsidian brute. He didn’t flinch when the smoke moved in to claim them, though it certainly left her apprehensive. The wave of a putrid scent gradually grew to overwhelm, distracting her to the point where she hadn’t paid attention to where she was stepping. The guide pulled her back to safer ground, allowing her the opportunity just what lay below. Lava.
Kiliaen looked with clear uncertainty toward the brute, though he seemed confident in his gesture to indicate that she should cross the wooden bridge. Swallowing her anxiety, she moved forward slowly, trying to spread her weight evenly over all four limbs- doing her best to test the integrity of each board before committing to stepping on it.
"Kiliaen Ward." OOC. Kiliaen has chosen Dexterity.
