When Anora collapsed, Avis ran to her side, crouching beside her as she was lowered to the ground. Larteis followed her, ignoring Bellant's questions about what was going on. "Getting inside city walls would probably be good," Avis said, frowning down at Anora. "It'll be easy to find a healer once we get inside." She stood, glancing ahead of their little group of caravans. "I'll go ahead to tell the guards we're coming in." She turned and ran towards the city gates. Avis did not particularly care for Anora, but her sudden turn for the worse was unsettling, and Avis wasn't going to stand idly by.<br/><br/>"Does she need help getting inside?" Larteis asked, hovering nearby. "Perhaps a-" he searched for the word. "A stretcher? I wouldn't know where to get one, but..." He trailed off, frowning down at Anora worriedly.<br/><br/>-<br/><br/>Vasma approached the window and inspected it. "Just an ordinary window, but some guarding charms wouldn't hurt." She opened her bag and removed a small jar with a runny yellow paste held inside. She popped open the cork and dipped her finger inside, than ran her finger around the window's frame. A thin yellow glaze appeared over the window. "That should keep out most intruders," she remarked. "I'll go seal the other window."