Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20140213025135/@comment-11457306-20140214022542

The priest beckoned to Brighid, since Emrey had left. "I do not understand it.  She is healed, but she does not awaken."

"She needs food, Brother.  Some broth would do.  Do you have anything?  I know you are overwhelmed, but..."

The priest sighed. I will see what I can find. Broth is about all we might have left."  He left for a few moments, then returned with a cup of broth.  Brighid accepted it and offered him profuse thanks.  She knelt beside Anneken and held her head up, trickling the broth into her mouth. After a few moments, she began to swallow and eventually her eyes fluttered open and she drank the rest eagerly.

"Oh gods, what happened?"

"You passed out, Annie.  Emrey carried you back here, to the temple.  We've got to go.  Can you walk?"

"Where are we going?"

"Home.  To Skyrim.  To Windhelm.  Come on."

"Thank the gods." Anneken struggled to her feet with Brighid's help and they managed to make it outside.