<strong>Name: </strong>Hildr Trueshot<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Whiterun: Underground River<br/><strong>Time: </strong>Late Morning<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Adriel, Darian<br/><br/><hr/><br/><strong>"Well... you two have any ideas on how we're getting out of here?"</strong>Hildr muttered as she approached the others,<strong>"My head isn't exactly at its best state for planning, at the moment."</strong>She reached up to rub her head as she looked around and tried to take in her surroundings. She took immediate note of Darian's... interesting new look, but she decided they could chat about that when they were NOT stuck in some underground... whatever this was. Preferably, they could discuss it when they were back at Jorrvaskr. A mug of mead or twenty was just what the doctor ordered for this splitting headache of hers. She wasn't sure of how they were going to get out... she was having enough trouble focusing on how to walk and think at the same time, so... it was basically up to them to come up with their daring escape plan from their cavernous tomb.