by Isla on Sun Jan 08, 2017 6:00 pm
Isla had heard the yelling, had heard the angry cries and all that had been happening. She had also been stuck and unable to move a whole lot to see what was exactly going on. She had managed to pull herself from the bed, to find her staff, though broken, close enough for her to grasp onto though with great difficulty. She leaned upon it the best she could, holding it tightly with her right hand she propelled herself upward. A Priestess’ robe was laying nearby, after a bit of fidgeting with it she managed to pull it about herself and tie it tightly. Her face still felt as if it had been kicked in, which she was sure it had been at one point, her left eye still swollen shut she managed to at least upright herself and drag herself from that room though the pain did not help.
She hobbled her way from the room, one slow, excruciating step at a time and through the corridor. All the guards seemed to have disappeared for that moment so she continued to drag herself toward where she had felt the pull of chaos. She felt like passing out but it was to late to turn back and so she continued forward, stopping mid-hall, her left hanging oddly to the side she stared out of the right eye at the situation. Her face bruised, the deep purple, black and blue spilling across it like some painting of the galaxy had been smeared, the edges rimmed with yellow, the other half of her face white, drained of all its color in the fact that she was simply to depleted.
She stared at the scene though, her eyes taking in all that was happening, she sighed quietly, pain washing over her as she turned and headed into the temple proper to pray.