Cara

"We're not abandoning the people I care about, we just have no leads to follow," Cara says, sounding as if she's trying to convince herself more than anyone else as they gather at the temple, geared for anything. For the moment, she still has her helm lodged under her shield arm, the shield itself not strapped on yet. Her gauntlets, also have yet to be applied to her hands, though the rest of her armor is already strapped on and in place. She looks around the place, hoping that Pelor finds it a fitting house for His worship. Surely, if He doesn't, she'll hear about it when they speak.

The idea of actually going to meet Him still sits awkwardly with her. It feels incredibly arrogant, but if it must be done, then it must be done. She turns her attention back to the people around her and nods once, firmly. "I am as ready for this as ever I will be."