We all are ready to walk out the door when a man stomps in, he calms down and walks up to us. "Have you seen the hostages?" Florian walks up to him and bows respectively. "We just got here, but we heard from them that after they break out, they were going to Engeve for supplies. It seemed like one of them had an injury." Florian lied while being as respectful as can be.
"They should be outside figuring out where they are, we had to come back in here for gels, they beat us single handed! I guess that's what we get for trying to beat them when 2 of them know daathic fonic artes…" Anise shrugs and pretends to be limping. I just start rubbing my arm, pretending like it hurt. The man just stood there, dumbfound. "What are you doing standing there?! Shouldn't you be warning the others?!" I yell at him. He responds with a yes ma'am before bowing and leaving us behind in the kitchen.
"Let's leave, should we. And try to avoid eye contact and hide the little boy from being seen." Viola walks poise and straight out the door, trying to look like a soldier.
"She looks like she's done this a million times." Florian says while walking without a slouch.
"I'd never be able to walk like that without breaking my back." I say while trying to hide the boy. Anise giggles.
We walk out the door to see we're in a large and heavily decorated place. On the rug and fabric on the walls is a large symbol no one in our group has seen before. No one recognized it. The walls are dark red while the floors are a brown wood. Every soldier seemed to be hurrying around, looking for us. "Where are we?" Anise asks while trying to keep her posture.
"I don't know…"