"Oh great!" Ashleyien said when she was finally about to stand up without everything spinning around. "This place is a mess, the authorities are on thier way and our opponents have all disappeared. We're going to be the ones to get all the blaime in this. How can we find that wizard if we're locked up? How are we suppose to get away in a matter of minutes when Ral is practically unconscious and Thothalas is the heaviest sleeper that I've ever seen?"
She looked at her arm, "I think we also need to get washed up a bit and I want to sew my dress before this tear gets any bigger. Do they have needles and thread in the Realm? What are we going to do?" She asked to no one in particular. She was afraid of what was going to happen next. "I don't think that we can fight the authorities if we have to; I mean we all have seen better days after those Drows I think we could all use a rest."
Suddenly realizing that this endless talking wasn't helping anyone. Quite honestly she didn't know what to do. She started crying out of frustration at the whole situating (not because she's sad). "What now?" She asked, wiping away her tears with her cleaner sleeve. "Do we wait for the authorities and see if they help us or lock us up or do we try and get away in the condition that we're in. I'd say wait because I think they'll catch us anyway and running only makes us look even more guilt."
She said down on about the only chair left upright, "What I wouldn't give for Sheila's cloak of invisibility right now." She wished as she waited to see what the others thought.
