Janvier looks at the cover, reclaiming the gems to later turn in to the king, making sure they go in the pocket furthest from the dagger. For a moment she wavers between her nature of caution and her nature of efficiency. Caution says that three people diving into the sewers after a mob of cultists isn't wise, efficiency says that waiting a day to go after them is unacceptable. She puts on a grim face. "Well, I guess we follow now. We must hound them now or they will not appear again until they regroup and regain their strength. We go." She says, and carefully studies the manhole cover for traps before lifting it out of the way. (search: 12 +3int+4ranks+2feats=21, she doesn't trust the dagger yet for her trap detection)
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