[SEASONAL EVENT] A Palmer for Long Night

Phoebe dressed quickly and pulled her hair into a messy bun ontop of her head. Much easier than brushing it. She was pleased to find that once she was standing her soreness was less noticable. Before she could respond to him though, two very upset children spilled into the room. Her brow furrowed in concern and she was quick to gather them up near her as Emmett left the room. Chris and Milly were obviously distraught over something and completely beside themselves, crying about monsters. What on earth had... That's when she heard Emmett's scream. She pulled the two children closer to her, eyes widened and her heart skipping a beat. Something was terribly terribly wrong. Was he hurt? Was he...was he...she wasn't able to finish the thought before she heard feet quickly approaching. Phoebe shoved the children behind her, terrified of the monster she certainly was about to face, knowing she couldn't defend anyone but was prepared to at least try. She had to! And then Emmett appeared in the door. Relief flooded over her, but only briefly. The blood. The tear stained cheeks. It didn't take a lot of intelligence to know what happened. "Pick up Chris. The infirmary isn't that far." she said, sending Chris to his brother as she picked up Milly. Her voice was steady and a little stern, pulling on her training to keep it together. Midwives didn't have the luxury of panicking after all. "And everyone pray to Safrin. We need her help." Frey wouldn't have cared about their situation, it wasn't relstingnto things they cared about. Ludo was under the god of death, so they likely wouldn't be interested in keeping them alive. Safrin, however, just might. She fell under Vi who this family had always worshipped. Hopefully she would share her grace with those who were left. In her ear she could hear little Milly murmurring a prayer to the goddess through her sniffles. Phoebe joined her, verbally and silently imploring Safrin to keep them safe so they could reach a new hideaway. What else could they do but hope for divine intervention? Phoebe rushed up the stairs with Emmett, muffling a gasp behind her hand at the scene. But she couldn't stop there. They had to keep going...outside. The infirmary, the Rathskaller, her clinic, somwhere safe. Outside the little fish Safrin sent followed her, as it had before. But...would that be enough? She looked towards the Luxere and softly began to sing, hoping they would follow as they headed towards the town. Phoebe Be gentle to all and stern with yourself