Re: Wind of Fate, Upper Deck, 49 Zar 620 NA
"I was thinking the same thing," says Wraith, shielding his eyes. "We may need to be directly above them, or, possibly, below. We're in a pretty tight spot, to be honest." Wraith priers at the tower and wraps one hand around some stray rigging. "If they have any sort of artillery, or, dare I say it, anyone capable of wielding spells, and we're in serious predicament."