<b>Amara</b><br/><br/>Seeing one of the other women wake up and start trying to free herself, Amara hisses at her to stop.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#32cd32"> "No, untie me, that'll be easier than trying to undo the bindings on your hands.  Once you free me I can untie the rest of you."</span><br/><br/>While she wasn't quite as top heavy as her companion, she was still somewhat woozy and having trouble keeping her balance, her pale skin covered in dirt and grass from where she'd been dragged nearly toppling back down into the same.  Though she hadn't yet seen twenty winters, the princess was stubborn and did her best to compose herself as best she could.  Even captive, she needed to have a certain decorum.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#32cd32">"Hurry up, Varisian, the living take priority over the dead."</span>