Derrenil
"I don't understand peoples fascination with the sun -- all it does is hurt your eyes." Derrenil says distastefully and furrowing her brow.
"Garren, when we get there, please see if the bartender has any fine distilled liquors available. I am weary after our long travel today under the hot sun. All the brightness gave me a horrendous headache. Be a good lad and canvas the patrons at the bar to see if any of them know anything useful."
[sblock=ooc] With a drow and orc in the party, daylight is a bad thing! we do our best under the cover of darkness, putting our darkvision to our advantage.
Derrenil is not one for diplomacy, she will leave the information gathering up to Garren.[/sblock]