Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140210211511/@comment-3293219-20140217111417

Nepht stood up to follow her aunt out of the chapel but she was, almost immediately, pushed to the back of the crowd by several riled guards. She stopped as she took in the atmosphere, the chanting and drawing of swords and raising of whatever makeshift weapon that the poor could find. She was snapped out of her trance, when a nord accidentally shoulder barged her and knocked her forward.

"Don't worry Nepht." Veneficus' voice said in the kind, understanding tone that she knew well. "I'll keep you safe."

What about everyone else?

Before Nepht could speak, she was pushed forward as several stragglers began to march, pushing their way to the doors of the chapel.