Clover peers into the dark, honing her senses into the nearly pitch black of the cargo hold.
 
Perception Roll: (Somewhat Hard Difficulty, -2) (+3) Rolled 11. Passed! Map provided.
 
Clover manages to make out a faint outline of what she thinks is a white stallion in the back left of the room, the silhouette stumbling in the darkness, bumping a box.
 
“W-Where?…”
 
Judging from his location, he’s pretty far back.
 
He doesn’t seem to be wandering toward you. He seems more loopy than anything; lost kind of.
 
Clover gets the idea that she shouldn’t be here. The darkness is thick, almost unnaturally so. The aura in the air feels… off, somehow. Silverwind’s order pops into her head, and she gets the urge to run back upstairs, as quick as can be.
 
But she’s also torn; she wants to know more about Sabre, and his condition. He doesn’t seem necessarily hostile. Maybe if she stays, she’ll hear more about his story?
 
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