Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-12599067-20140809205711/@comment-12599067-20140811030532

Having contacted Verri'Anna, Bjolmar promptly slipped the keys into his pocket and was about to turn and leave, but his eyes once again stopped on Sysene, who was still unconscious in her seat. He stopped for a moment, feeling both incredibly guilty and revolted with himself at the same time. He could hear the sounds of booted footsteps past the door as guards tore towards the cell blocks to stop the fighting and suddenly became quite aware that, with the realization that Sysene was the one who had given them the key to their escape, she would likely be executed or at the very least discharged and forced out into the Marsh. He stood in silence for a moment, unsure of what to do.

"Of all the stupid-ass things you've done, Bjolmar, this has got to be the worst," Bjolmar said to himself, swiftly making his way across the room and dragging the still limp-as-a-ragdoll Sysene to her feet before turning back to the door. After taking a moment to listen as the footsteps gradually ended, Bjolmar unsheathed one of Sysene's shortswords and stepped out the door with her, pleased to find that most of the guards had apparently already left the barracks and gone out to face the madness in the cell blocks. He then promptly began making his way down to the ground level as swiftly as he could, although Sysene (who was quite heavy in her plate armor) impeded his progress.