Blarkon Dragonslayer said:
The irascible dwarf points at the hole, and says, "There ye be. If ye get eaten by som'mat in there, try to scream loudly so that we know yer done for. Best yell when come back this way, too, so one of the lads doesn't shoot you."
The sight that Johanna when fully armed for battle was quite a different impression than she gave when socializing in the tavern. The heavy hide armor made her look bulkier, more imposing- and there were all of those weapons... There was a harder edge to her demeanor as well, a sort of feral eager look that was a bit unsettling. Her voice was still the same, though, and she managed to thank Morris for the healing potions with good grace before she stowed the vials in a convenient belt pouch.
As they made their way through the city, she took in the sights as they passed with the obvious gawking of one unused to such a bustling setting, but once they reached the tunnel and the cistern she seemed to grow more focused, less wide-eyed. She had a bit of trouble making her way down the ladder with all of her weapons and gear, but finally managed the descent. As the group made its way down the tunnel to the guard post, she kept taking glances at the roof above them. She had been underground a few times, but not this deep- if there was a roof over her head it was usually part of a building. Here one could feel the weight of the stone overhead- it didn't frighten her, exactly, but it was new and different.
Once they reached the guard station , she peered for a moment into the tunnel beyond. As Redbeard asked his questions, she busied herself with final preparations- adjusting the heavy spiked gauntlets, stripping away the protective guard from the tip of her longspear, and checking to make sure her other weapons were easily accessible. And, of course, she scanned her companions once more, noting what each of the men wore for armor or carried for obvious weapons.
Once Redbeard had his response, she spoke up.
"Well, it looks like this is most likely your type of terrain, since I don't think any of us is a trained trapfinder," she began, looking at Broderick.
"If you want to take the point, I'll back you up- if it widens out we can fight side by side. Redbeard and Larren, you two can take the back- either side by side, or whichever of you has sharpest eyes as rear guard. And you can take the middle, and hold the light- that way you can support either side of the group if need be." The last comment was directed to the psion, whose light armor made him the most vulnerable in Johanna's estimation, and whose offensive abilities (besides the obvious crossbow) she understood least well.
"That ought to get us started, though we'll adjust if we run into something tricky. Do any of you have any alternative plans, or shall we head in?" 
