"Well if we leave tommorrow night then i guess it would be a good time to get some rest. It was a pleasure to meet you all and i will see you in the morning. Oh Cerick and Celaria i almost forgot if we are planning on being under ground for longer than 5 days i woud need some rations maybe an extra 10 days worth would be enough. Thank you again." Roxy then turns and walks to her room.

Walking back to her room all she can think of is of her dream and why she was chosen to help in this misson. Was it fate, was it just stupid luck. Is this a test that her lord is putting to her at a young age to see if she is worth or even capable of defeating evil and spreading Lord Pelors word. Thoughts drifted back to her father and his teachings. And even soe of his battles against evil. She only hoped she would be able to succed not only to prove herself but to help the poor unfortunity priest of Pelors that has been lost to them. And to envoke justice to those that dare to injury good hearted followers of Pelor.
Roxy is very young looking to be a cleric. But be assured her devotion to her Lord Pelor is as strong as the heavy mace she carries.