Laurel moved around the small House, and cursed at her hobble. Her grandmother Rivwyn scolded her 'Its unbecoming of you dear' she fretted, and looked at her bandages.
'Being unbecoming is the least of my worries' she said, and winced as she moved her shoulders around. She felt as stiff as a board.
She unsheathed her sword and moved around a little, trying to test the weight on her leg. But it caused her a few very unbecoming stumbles and more whispered curses.
She moved outside to get some air, and almost fell over a grey-clad servant girl. Muttering apologies, she limped on, gritting her teeth.
She watched small numbers scurry from house to house, looking over their shoulders with worry. She watched mothers keep their children indoors, and warn them away from burnt or ransacked houses. She also saw wrapped bodies being moved out to the cemetary, and lowered her head, slowly shuffling along.
She wondered where Herebrand's army was. She wondered who was alive. She feared for Jesslyn and Leena, and Ilisit.
She saw Herebrand sitting by himself, and smiled, but did noy join him. 'He seems like he needs time to think' she thought 'If I were him, I know I would' And so she found a small crate at the back of a house, with a view of the plains.
She sat there and thought about what she would do, and what she could do. It was obvious she needed Herebrand's army in order to attack. Only then would the forces be even. She knew that she needed to find the person left in charge of his troop, and that was Ilisit. She had told the villagers his description, but none had found him dead or alive.
She let the cold air sting her face, and rested her head on the wall. She began to think out strategies of attack, whether to charge out front, or attack in small bands. She thought of the rescue of Cartil, and worried for his safety.
She looked at the bandages on her leg and arm with chargrin. Her exertion must have opened her wounds a slight. She closed her eyes and tried to concentrate on what she had to do.
'You've made a mess of things, nows your time to fix it'
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