Levanna felt cool relief when Tirion's spell washed over her. The burning, swollen skin beneath her torn sleeves had fully healed and returned to normal. She uttered a quick invocation and touched her torn garment. The tears magically stitched themselves back together, erasing the last evidence that she had been attacked at all.
Recomposed, she whispered her thanks to Tirion, then mulled in silence about the group's options. She had no expertise regarding Naeris, but Uhtred's point prompted her to study her surroundings. Perhaps she could find a clue about the insect men's behavior, or for signs of their lair in the walls and floor. She shifted her staff to give herself more light to consider the surfaces each in turn.
[sblock=actions]Levanna casts Mending to fix her torn clothes. Then she'll try looking for clues. Investigation [roll0][/sblock]