<br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/xVOh4uv.png)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Aloisa Kriechjagd<br/><strong>Location: </strong>Asylum - upper floor<br/><strong>Wearing: </strong>Basic clothing, leather armor<br/><strong>Content: </strong>Snapping out of it<br/><strong>Tagging: </strong>The party, keepers<br/><hr/><br/>Aloisa looked into the cell holding the orderlies. The talk of psychotics maybe a little to apt as her gaze drilled into them, no sign of recognition of them as living beings, but something just to be cut away. Her dagger was in hand, fingers lightly brushing over the fine edge, creasing the skin and raising thin red wet lines along the tips. The thought of-<br/><br/>She flinched at the breaking of glass, the loud crash and clatter of small razor shards making her spin arounds with blades ready to defend and cut. A strangled growl welled in her throat as she looked to Danae, the womans rash thoughtless actions again possibly bringing danger pointlessly.<br/><br/>"Danae, if you could please refrain from any more thoughtless actions before we have a keep full of mad broken people, and the made people that break them, swarming to tie us all down and scour what sanity we have away with whatever else abominable contraptions they have cobbled together..?"<br/><br/>She took a moment to sheathe the blades again and take a deep breath, her composure returning as she looks to Danae, "My apologies... But we know not what we deal with here. Who knows what Dark influences they have consorted with? If that mirror truely held a part of Eloise, and with it broken there is no way to get her back. What if it loosed her maddened spirit, and that of every other they have tortured against us? What if it held something darker, and breaking the mirror set it free? We must think of this like a battle against an Army of unknown capabilities, unknown numbers, and dark intentions. If we act to rash we put ourselves, and those we are trying to rescue, in harms way.. We have to save Ours first, then we<em>can burn them to salted ash.</em>" Her voice picking up that hard edge at the end, fully showing she wanted retribution against those of this place..<br/><br/>She sighed and looked around, "We should get moving. Find the others, and try to get some place safe.."