Jimmy's movement woke Millicent, the back of her left hand pulling up to swipe at her lips, her eyes clouded, blinking rapidly to focus and clear them.<br/><br/>Crystal blue orbs scan the Apothecary, and she sees Isolde slip off as she washes up and changes. Then she turns her attention to Jarvan, who has the woman sitting bound, in a match of stare. She opens her mouth to speak, when Jimmy does, and she notices Isolde touching her lips to hush him, hearing their whispers.<br/><br/>She smiles as the boy leaves, then kneels, groaning inwardly, now standing, her black cotehardie in a wrinkled mess tumbling around her feet again. Her hair is a frumpled tangle of strands, and her fingertips quickly pull up to push through them to try to free the knots.<br/><br/>Mill's head tilts, watching Jarvan and the woman, hoping that whatever he is doing gets her to speak; she is quite pretty, yet her body is caving in, Millicent notices the wounds, as well as the obvious bruises. This woman has been tortured to some extent, and she cringes at this thought. No being, especially a woman, should be handled as such. Her head shakes, hands falling from her hair, aggrevated at whomever had caused such pain to this woman.<br/><br/>Jimmy's re-approach and vocals quickly grab at Millicent's attention, and she follows Isolde outside, keeping pace behind her and Jimmy. As they come to a halt, Millicent turns her vision to the skies, and groans loudly. Her heart races, breaths stopped, and she blinks at Isolde and Jimmy.<br/><br/>With a set tone, rather void of emotion, Millicent speaks to them, in a loud voice, trying to catch the attention of those closest to them, hoping her vocals ease their concerns and bring the town back to some normalicy this day. "It's fine, it's just a storm coming...it's just a storm." Quickly the townspeople around them nod, some words bouncing around like, 'thunderboomers soon', and 'storm like never seen this side of the mountain', and slowly the crowd disperses, many taking a second glance at the looming cloud, others shrugging it off.<br/><br/>Millicent sighs heavily, turning to Isolde, speaking softly, "this is not good, at all....He is closer than I thought Him to be. If these people are made aware it will be worse for them. The chaos will be mass and we have to try to avoid that. If you can ease minds as anyone visits or ask, it's a storm, that's all. When the time comes, we will get them to safety.....somehow. Or try to avoid Him coming here in totality. I don't know...not yet. I need to find someone, they can help, I feel."<br/><br/>Jimmy begins to move quickly to his boss, she knows he is sneaking to meet with the carpenter, and she knows from the talk in the Tavern, it is Kell. She also knows Kell has information, and was to meet with the Fallen and his companion. If anyone knows where Kell is, which is where the Fallen will be, it would be Jimmy. She needed to find the Fallen; he could gather the fighters, and he could battle the Dark King. Whether she wished to or not, she had to ally with the man in order to do her own job, and to protect Jimmy.<br/><br/>Biting at her lower lip, Millicent speaks again to Isolde, "please find out about the woman, something is not right with her. I do not know if it has to do with what is happening, but something is...not right." Her brow furrows, Millicent did not touch the woman, she did not have the time to, and it would have disrupted Jarvan's intervention with her. She had little to go on as far as if this woman had a good or evil soul. She had pain, Millicent knew. And possibly that physical and emotional pain had to do with the Dark King.<br/><br/>"I need to go now, and will return as soon as I can. If needed sooner, simply pray, Isolde, and I will be there." Millicent offers a smile in light of the doomish conditions that are facing them this day, and offers Isolde a warm hug, and a hot whisper against the woman's right ear, "you be safe, my friend, lock your door, and trust few....He takes shapes, of creatures and beings. Only allow them near you and the others if you are certain that the life inside of the shell they harbor..is their own."<br/><br/>With this stated, Millicent pulls from Isolde, not wishing to leave, yet needing to. She turns quickly on her heel, and follows Jimmy, hoping he leads her to the meeting, or at least Kell and the men.