Tellara began to wake some time after. Her head punished her explicitly with a dull, throbbing ache that thrummed in her skull. What had happened? Her arms felt numb, she couldn't move them. Her vision was reluctant to clarify her surroundings at first, but slowly, everything faded back into existance. There Tellara noticed her trolless companion, lying beside her propped upwards against the wall. Tellara was confused, dumbstruck, even, as she frantically searched for the way out. Nothing. She began to struggle, noticing her arms were tied up as well. What the hell was happening? A question she could only wonder at as she looked towards Mora, hissing. "M-Mora! Mora! Y-you have to wake up!" she whispered, turning her head sharply at the slightest twitch of the wall lining fabric, a move which cost her her balance as she fell awkwardly into Mora's shoulder.<br/><br/>Tellara quickly sniffed the air. There seemed to be a faint ashen scent that wafted forth, as well as that of a juicy tender meat. It seemed they were definately not alone, and from the smell of the the earth, Tellara would guess that they would be quite remotely underground. How could she let this happen? This was undoubtedly her fault. She should have stayed up, watched over them both. But she hadn't, and it was too late to do anything about it.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>