More cryptic words. Atrius took the scroll. He tried to read it before handing it to the girl but couldn't make head nor tails of it. He was still a bit stiff he pushed forward. He knocked over several piles of scrolls. While the monk's words were cryptic he could take her away from the monastery easily enough. He would take her to his home in the middle of the woods. It wasn't far, but he was sure the monk's didn't know where he lived. He usually interacted with society not the other way around.<br/><br/>"Sorry," he said absentmindedly, "damn it..." he hissed knocking over more paper. He handed her the scroll and removed a book from over his foot. Nothing else he had done had raised a reaction from her. She started and looked around a bit like a spooked rabbit. She grabbed up her quill and parchment. It took him a minute, he could read some, but he wasn't very good at it. "I figured." He muttered to himself.<br/><br/>"Come on," he said, "follow me." He put her hand on his shoulder. She might have trouble keeping it there as they moved, "Just keep a hand on me so I now you're there." He explained. Atrius moved forward trying to not draw the attention of any of the monks. He didn't move slunk low, he simply moved like he belonged there. He would look out of place if he were moving like he did in the forest. He kept looking around nervously. It was easy to move about in doors, but out in the gardens and past the main gate might be a problem. Atrius didn't know if the monks were coming for them yet, but he didn't think they had much more time.<br/><br/>They made it to the edge of the wall. He didn't want to risk the main entrance, but it didn't look well guarded. Sighing he took her around the shoulders and headed toward the gate. He wondered what would happen, but he had to risk it. He could handle one monk or two, but not a whole monastery of monks who wanted Alina's blood.