Elone nods. "I suggest we adjourn to our private room, that we might make specific plans. As Solonor's eyes are everywhere, so are the eyes of our enemies."
Assuming they move to the room. Elone naturally seems to fall into the stance of skirmish leader.
"We need a full accounting of skills, items and spells. We have to know what we have to work with. Solonor will provide, but he needs our help."
She peers at each person, especially those she doesn't know.
"Myself, I am skilled with the bow, and have the gifts that Solonor has granted to me - I can summon Searing Light, I can turn away the undead with some skill, though not as well as others, I can guard us from evil. My only real item of use to the party is this...."
She reaches into her thigh quiver and, against logic, pulls out a large long bow.
"An unskilled archer can use this bow, and they will not often miss."
OOC: I don't think I've made up my xp gap yet, so I can't make any holy water.