What a troublesome thing to wake up to.<br/><br/>When she had gone to her window and taken in the sight of the mob, who had discovered her true identity by means of which she did not know, Ivory's first reaction was of course, to panic.  How had they discovered her? How would she escape?<br/><br/>Glancing around her room, she grabs her staff and her sack of belongings and ties both round her shoulder before taking in the sight of the fog seeping through the opposing wall.  The Mists of Eventide....she needed to escape.  She needed to escape NOW.<br/><br/>Opening her window, Ivory Dove takes one final look backwards before climbing out the window, awkwardly making her way up to the roof, somehow managing to not get hit by the stones being chucked at her by the townsfolk who had acted so kindly to her just the day before.<br/><br/><br/>Bending low now that she stood on the roof, Ivory makes her way along the tops of buildings, all the while frantically attempting to come up with some sort of plan that would allow her to escape with her life in tact.