Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20140822032436/@comment-11457306-20140828233802

Rhiannon awoke with a start. She had not meant to sleep. She wondered if the incense burned in the Temple had some sort of soporific quality to it. She rose, her armor creaking and rattling. Brihanna and Jean lay stretched out on their pallets, sleeping like the dead. Rope lifted one end of itself and appeared to look at her. She shuddered again at its apparent sentience and wondered about the mage who must have enchanted it. Was the soul of a person trapped inside it? How did one create such a thing? She decided she did not want to know.

Peaking outside through the small crack she made by opening the door, she saw it was still full daylight outside. She scanned the courtyard but saw nothing out of the ordinary. She closed the door quietly and began to pace back and forth, thinking. They had to find someway to leave the city and get to the College. If Emrey still lived, he would meet them there. She amended that. If Emrey still lived and was free, he would be there. She pushed away any guilt about abandoning him. He had commanded her to take care of the boy and she had done that. She had fulfilled her duty. She wondered briefly about the fate of the others, but only briefly. Her task was paramount.

Now how was she to accomplish it?