A Balancing Act

[Rachel Lorelei]

Generic McCleric.

"Don't be ridiculous, Ozymandias. I serve Corellon, and heal with his blessing, as I always have... and it'd be foolish to go into this unprepared. I will conjure us a Heroes' Feast, and you can summon your phantom steeds in the meantime, and cast other long-term spells."

Gen, the wood elf, retrieves the mundane versions of his equipment, scowling at the shoddy version of his finely crafted holy symbols.