Liandra

Liandra's body tensed at Radeks words... not words, in her head. She looked back at him and tried to think in his direction I was attacked, left for dead, I survived. she tries to shrug it off as if it was nothing but the tenseness in her body doesn't go away.

Armed and equipped she looks to the others, "Unless there is something in that journal that helps us now, pack it away for later, doesn't matter if we're in another land, another world or drawn into the depths of hell, all that matters is that we get out of here"

Of course the thought that if she was in another world played across her mind, it occurred to her that it could hardly be much worse than the one she came from, a chance to forge herself as something new...