HP 32/32 AC 13/17/21 Init 3 Fort 3 Ref 5 Will 7-10
Female Neutral Elf Wizard (Conjurer and Chronomancer) Level 6
Init 3 HP 32/32 Speed 30' AC 13/17/21 Touch 13 F-F 10 CMD 15 Fort 3 Ref 5 Will 7 (+8 vs demon effects) additional +2 vs enchantment spells and effects CMB +2 BAB 3
[Melee] Quarterstaff of Entwined Serpents +3 (1d6, 19-20/x2)
[Ranged] Quarterstaff of Entwined Serpents 2 magic missiles
Str 8 Dex 16 Con 12 Int 20 Wis 12 Cha 12
Shift 10/10 Swift Action Dimension Door 15'
Temporal Pool 8/8
* Forewarned [1pt: Add 1d4 to Initiative][2pts: Immediate Add 1d4 to Save]
* Rewind [Immediate after failed spell, 1/2 spell level - Keep spell]
Wand of Shield [50/50] +4 to AC
Wand of Hide from Undead [50/50] Mindless Undead get no save
Wand of Sure Casting [50/50] reduce opponent's SR by 5
Cantrips Dancing Lights, Detect Fiendish Presence, Detect Magic, Message
1st Obscuring Mist, Mage Armor, Grease, Ray of Enfeeblement, Protection from Evil, Endure Elements, Feather Fall, Magic Missile, Ears of the City.
2nd Glitterdust, Web, Summon Swarm, Protection from Evil (communal), Blindness/Deafness, See Invisible.
3rd Halt Undead, Haste, Resist Energy (Communal), Sleet Storm
Condition None
Tanith meanwhile was cogitating on her employers' announcement that they were welcome to loot 'as much as you can carry'. This had her reflecting on her distinct lack of brawn compared to others. Still, she could potentially work on remedying that lack. It wasn't her first concern, keeping her skin on her body occupied that position, but it was certainly up there. The white haired cleric, she glanced at the white haired caster in the company, then the white haired cleric giving her a ring... "Thank you.", occupied the enviable position that she herself usually occupied.. of being non-expendable. The priestess' generosity with gifts served to make up for the fact that she would doubtless be a burden the entire way.
Like, well everyone else, she found herself eyeing her comrades in arms, all of whom she didn't know from a hole in the ground. The one with the pitchfork seemed sturdy, as did the one in the half plate. The one with the massive bow looked useful. The white haired one had the look of a white witch so useful. The goblin, well goblins were always sneaky. Every single one she'd ever met had been so sneakier than her despite her putting a lot of effort into learning.
She turns back to Banner.. "I have to ask, and you are under no obligation to answer, but how is it you know what Whalebones intentions and goals are?" After a moment she adds.. "So.. anyone in that hundred you'd not want to see dead, either by our hand or any others?", clearly asking if there were a spy in Whalebone's ranks.
For a moment she wondered why she was asking such a selfless question, her being a mercenary and an organizer of heists and concluded it couldn't hurt.
Finally she looks over at the white haired witch and offers her a nod, the nod of one Practitioner of The Art, to another.