Maidhc O Casain
Na Bith Mo Riocht Tá!
Charity extends her glaive into the fog in front of her and eases her way through the door. Robert follows close behind, eyes and ears peeled. The fog closes rapidly around the redhead, and around Robert as he follows her through, obscuring sight more than a few feet away and damping sound as well. The sound of a sword being drawn from its sheathe comes from just ahead.
