Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-10197675-20140101230137/@comment-3293219-20140103234202

Lilly slowly opened her eyes, to find herself in a bed, surrounded by stone walls, a desk and several books that were religious themed. It sort of reminded her of her study back home but it wasn't as messy...

She groaned as she reached for her neck, it didn't hurt anymore but it felt numb, she ran her fingers along the cut to find that there was no physical trace of the cut. She had been saved by an expert healer, who had saved her just in time. Though she no longer had any trouble breathing, her breath was still heavy, most likely from the exhaustion of the whole thing. She sighed and rolled onto her side, pulling the quilt over herself and wrapping herself up in it, facing the door.

The witch had managed to figure out that she was in a chapel, most likely the one in Cheydinhal, unless her rescuer could teleport. Before she could figure out anymore, she slowly felt the sleepiness come over her and she drifted off to sleep.