[h3]White Mage Benita Bernarda[/h3]

Benita's ears twitched as she heard the others talk about smashing a hole in the walls.  As [i]wonderful[/i] as that idea sounded, she cautiously took a few steps backward, standing right at the back of the party.  And when the mage implied she was going to blast it with a spell, she considered just turning tail and running.  After all, there was no honour in being squished by falling ruins.

"Well, at least they'll be someone to heal you idiots once this is over," she mumbled to herself, her wand already in hand as she awaited the inevitable.  It was the burden of the healer, really, to patch up their companions after they did something kind of dumb.  Hopefully it wouldn't come to that so soon, but...