It was Lucrecia who stood up first with an embarrassed look on her face, she was hoping the chains would be removed so that she could cast her magic if needed but alas she must follow the mysterious man in silence who disguised himself cleverly to avoid detection. Quinn on the other hand was mortified, she remained seated on the silk cushion, not willing to move even after Lucrecia had taken a few steps ahead. As soon as Lucrecia stepped out of range of their prison, Quinn followed reluctantly even going as far as put tension on the chain, letting it stretch as far she could without drawing attention. Freedom was around the corner, once they were out of the main cavern and followed the winding rock walls out of the cave system the setting sun across the horizon was quite the sight outside. The cultist village was the last hurdle, as no alarm had been set off they simply watched the women walk across the mountain pass above without a second thought as they continued their chores, perhaps Mythra had made a decision for them and had a command to follow.<br/><br/>The mountain side was not enough clearance to secure their safety, they needed a cave to hide in and lay low in before descending down to the forest below. Lucrecia ran out of patience as she looked at the forest to freedom, she activated her innate air genasi levitation ability and jumped off the edge bringing Quinn and perhaps her savior holding the chains with her. While it seemed like they were free falling as they reached the top of the tree line, Lucrecia did her best to check her strength just long enough for Quinn to grab a tree branch safely. In the commotion the sorcerer did not check to see if the mysterious man was pulled along or if he remained at of the top the mountain pass.<br/><br/>"I am sorry, I just wanted to get away from that mountain and I realize I could have dropped you to the forrest floor but luck was at my side that I had enough strength on the chains." Lucrecia pleaded.<br/><br/>"You are a mad woman!" Quinn hissed, "Now call your owl, I need my things."<br/><br/>Both women were sitting on tree branches of a hundred foot trees. Lucrecia blew on a whistle shaped like a triangle that was worn as a pendant on her chest with small hollow gold tubes behind the backplate to make the sound. Lavender emerged from across the forest with a small bag attached to its ankle, the skein it was made of revealed it to be a bag of holding, the owl perched nearby and the pouch was removed. It seemed both women stashed their belongings into the bag before their capture during their lost battle against Mythra. It was a last ditch effort under the assumption that they would make it out alive and after they watched their party become devoured it was a miracle that they were made prisoners but were now free but still cuffed in chains.