As his light spell takes hold, Vael hollers back up to Krieg, "Yeah, I'm alright. I think I busted my pride though." He hears Peerless coming down the steps.

'Well, not much help now are we?' he thinks.

"Nothing down here but a lot of dust and mold. There is a door here, but I am not going to open it." Vael rubs his backside again and groans.
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Before you stands an elf. Tall for his species, but just as lithe as normal. His blond hair is cut short and shaggy. His golden eyes swim with silver flecks and are set above a hawklike nose.