A rush of relief flew through her lungs as the door opened, revealed to be Jigano and Rory. It didn’t last long, however, as she noticed the blood and the disheveled clothing. Why had they been outside? She had so many questions, but for now she needed to help them and make sure the door was closed behind. She rushed forward, stuffing the magic within her deep down again as Jigano rushed forward and let Rory and a small creature go – antlers she had seen before with Amalia, also clattered to the floor.
She rushed forward to check Rory, to check his breathing briefly as Jigano spoke to her. She stood, eyes a bit wide, but dedication beneath the surface. Jigano moved to the door to close it, beginning to latch and close the locks and she picked up her feet to rush toward the Infirmary – uncertain who remained and who had left. Her feet were quick and fairly silent along the stones, and as she breached the hospital she searched for Isla.
But after a few minutes of having found no such being, she had asked one of the passing workers that was helping one of the injured. An extremely short conversation had her feet moving from the Infirmary back down toward the Rathskeller, a passing glance sent Jigano’s way as she slipped down the stairs to the bar below. Now – no longer was she searching for Isla specifically but anyone that could help. As she made it to the bottom of the steps, she tried to get anyone’s attention. “I need a healer up above, right now!” She urged despite the hum in her voice. She'd take any healer she could get.
She rushed forward to check Rory, to check his breathing briefly as Jigano spoke to her. She stood, eyes a bit wide, but dedication beneath the surface. Jigano moved to the door to close it, beginning to latch and close the locks and she picked up her feet to rush toward the Infirmary – uncertain who remained and who had left. Her feet were quick and fairly silent along the stones, and as she breached the hospital she searched for Isla.
But after a few minutes of having found no such being, she had asked one of the passing workers that was helping one of the injured. An extremely short conversation had her feet moving from the Infirmary back down toward the Rathskeller, a passing glance sent Jigano’s way as she slipped down the stairs to the bar below. Now – no longer was she searching for Isla specifically but anyone that could help. As she made it to the bottom of the steps, she tried to get anyone’s attention. “I need a healer up above, right now!” She urged despite the hum in her voice. She'd take any healer she could get.
