<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/80/Apic867.png)</div>Tenthra must have woken up early. It should still be at least an hour before dawn. Her body felt abnormally sore, which brought to her attention she was not in her quarters. This place was stone and the air was still and dusty. It wasn't worked stone exactly. It was possible this area was carved by someone, but it wasn't castle stonework like she was used to. This was probably a cave or something. Where ever she was, Tenthra wondered what she had done to end up here. She didn't remember angering anyone or disobeying her orders. Was this the mage's school? She knew she was supposed to be going soon, but she expected to travel there, not wake up in some unknown cave.<br/><br/>It was strange how quiet it was. Tenthra tried to remember the last time she had been alone when she woke up. Normally she slept among a dozen others in the servants' dormitory. Waking up in a quiet chamber in a cave was certainly strange. She was still wearing her nightclothes, a light woolen robe, which she definitely would not have traveled in. It was becoming apparent that she had somehow been transported here while she slept.<br/><br/>Tenthra could hear a commontion of some sort nearby. Not knowing how or why she was here, she pressed herself against the nearest wall to try and hide. She listened for a few moments before realizing that these voices belonged to others in the same predicament. Tenthra released her breath that she didn't realize she had been holding, and explored the small dark chamber she had awoken in. A wooden staff that had a lightly sharpened end. Perhaps, left by someone before her? Tenthra was good with a broom, perhaps she could attempt to catch some food with it? If this cave had any sort of wildlife within. Nearby she spotted a clay jug and a pile of old rags. Either someone had carelessly left behind this jug, a rather unlikely event, or it was placed here purposely. Whoever had left her here intended for her to use this jug, which may have meant that they intended for her to live for something. The rags would serve for coverings, and maybe as a way to carry things. Tenthra figured if she were alive now, she may as well try to figure out why. There was no telling when the next time she would see a pair of boots would be, so she used the rags to make adequate foot coverings. With several rags left over she tied them together and stuffed them under her arm with her empty jug and held her stick. She was ready to see what was going on in the next room.<br/><br/>There were several people gathered, all of which were in various states of undress. It was likely they all had been transported in their sleep. Hopefully they were looking for help, and not to pick a fight. She approached quietly, watching the gathering of people around a central stone slab. As a servant, she didn't eel the need to introduce herself, so she remained silent and observing until addressed.