<span style="color: green">“Look,”</span>Luna said quietly, her voice filled with a calmness that she didn’t feel. She gave her tunic one last tug and then placed her hands on the other elf’s bare shoulders.<span style="color: green">“We have to be calm, even if it seems like all of Thedas is falling apart around us. If we panic, the maleficar outside are more likely to notice us when we run for it.”</span>She wasn’t sure who she was trying to reassure more: the elf woman, or herself. Still, her bright eyes did not waver.<span style="color: green">“We’ll <i>all</i> make it to Greenvale, I promise.” <i>And no maleficar will stand in my way, not now. I won’t let all of this have been for nothing.</i></span><br/><br/><span style="color: green">“Oh,”</span>she added suddenly.<span style="color: green">“I have some spare, erm...”</span>Her blush was clear even through the blood on her cheeks.<span style="color: green">“What I mean is... well, you don’t have any... clothes, and I have extra... underwear.”</span>She thrust her backpack in the elf’s general direction, then mumbled,<span style="color: green">“It might not fit perfectly, but...”</span><br/><br/>She turned toward the other two would-be sacrifices, the human and the kossith. She could only hope that they hadn’t been paying too much attention to her rampage of death. Still, if they had, they might have assumed her blood magic was a byproduct of the ritual – which, in a way, it was – and not her own ability. Maybe they didn’t even know she was a mage; that would be for the best. Greenvale probably had templar, after all, and they really didn’t need to know that she was an apostate... or worse.<br/><br/><span style="color: green">“Alright. From the looks of things, we don’t want to draw too much attention to ourselves, so running for it might be a bad idea. I’ll take the front, and lead us in whichever direction looks safest.”</span>She gestured toward Atashi.<span style="color: green">“I’d like you to take the rear, if you don’t mind. Once we’re clear of the camp, we can figure out where we’re going.”</span><br/><br/>Luna let out a breath. She wasn’t sure if she was fooling anyone. She wasn’t a leader, but she’d<i>read</i>about leaders often enough. All she was doing was trying not to think about what she’d done, about what had happened to her. She wondered if she was in shock.<span style="color: green"><i>Better than curling into a ball and crying, I suppose... for now.</i></span><br/><br/>With a quick glance around the tent to make sure everyone was ready, she pushed out of the tent. As far as she could tell, the battle was still raging all around them.<span style="color: green"><i>We just have to be like water and flow around our obstacles.</i></span>And with that, she set her sights on the promise of safety and plunged into the fray.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>