Ran smiles softly up towards Cerulean, that bright (though tired) smile still on her face, "Thanks Big Blue." she slips off the cot with a soft grunt, landing heavily upon her feet.
"A talented mage hmmm?" she thinks a moment, trying to come up with a good list of who that might entail.. and starting to realize that she might need to start reconsidering where she would place herself on that list.
Don't have occult, but trying to come close.
Theology: 1d20+8=18
She gazed over the crowds, a thoughtful smile reaching back to her lips. "But in any case, there are people that need to do their work. It might be best if we got out of the public eye and soon before we cause even more disturbance?"