[IRP] Retreat to Nowhere

[Amoltamiss]

Cinia took the salve for the fresh wound she had received earlier. Cinia silently allowed Lantis to do the princess carry, she wasn't in a state to rush forth on her own and a piggyback ride made it difficult for her to apply the salve onto her wound. The cloaked man was surprisingly strong for his stature, given he could carry her almost effortlessly in her robes. Still, she was thankful as this relative stranger (she only knew him by name) was so... chivalrous, one would suppose. They rushed through the wood, they got thicker as they went. The route was quite short it seemed, compared to what Cinia initially thought. Efficient travel, huh. she thought as eventually Lantis pointed them out to the destination. "Them" being Cinia and the archer girl who accompanied the man and her.

It was a shelter made of bushes on a small hill. Lantis put down Cinia and soon the sorceress recognized the area as a shortcut to the country wall. "Well, that's no good. Why are the Lycian forces still attempting to pursue? They're already at the wall. This is ridiculous." she sighed, still tending to her wound with the salve she was given.