[Mini Event] hands off your fate, child

Wessex would be lying if she didn’t admit she was more than a little disappointed to see it was Maea coming back up the stairs instead of, say, Lucas. But there’s no time to get the story out of her, just an impassioned plea for some of them to go downstairs. Before Wessex can move, others are charging ahead and she is left with Edy and two hot messes. One needs the infirmary, the other… she shakes her head. If Are was waiting there with the rest of them as backup, he wasn’t going to be of use to anyone in that state. Take care of yourself first. Then others. And he can’t even move. With a sigh, the Ascended woman comes up behind the stricken cobbler and takes out one of her blades. While he’s gazing off into lalaland, Wessex takes the hilt and turns it around, wrapping a hand in her cloak before grasping the cross-guard and hitting him solidly on the temple, hoping to send the man to the ground. No way is she letting him go in there and endanger others. They’re in it to win, not fucking babysit. --------------- Wessex knocks Are out so he can't enter the Spire, per Wiggen's request. WESSEX She whispered back, I am the storm