Isabel rose up from the ground with a sigh having just finished mending her skirt which tore on the way down to the tunnel systems. "Hmm, do any if you remember how many tribes our benefactor mentioned?" She pinned up her long auburn hair as she spoke, letting her staff lean against the cave wall in the process. She rolled her eyes as the wizard enchanted his hat causing it to float in the air and fidgets with her spell component pouch yet again moving herbs to and fro.
Isabel is quite comfortable in the back line.