<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Hp: 45/45 AC 19</div></div><br/>Lowering her bloodied blade, Evelyn takes a few moments to catch her breath. She had been afraid that the numbers would be too much for her, but luckily her skill and faith were able to take the day. Not the the poor barmaid was able to appreciate at, the shock having been too much for her. Evelyn was sympathetic, but she couldn't spare any more time than she already had given. She takes a quick moment to heal herself using her divine power, then follows by removing her cloak to cover the cowering girl "I can't stay...try and get to the docks, you must flee." she says in tones of regret, before turning to continue her run towards Gandrev's manor. Perhaps she only bought the girl a little bit of time, but she simply didn't have the time to try and rouse her from her state. She already has taken a huge risk in rescuing her. As for the fleeing hound...she isn't sure how intelligent they were. If the one knew who she was and was reporting back...well, it just made time even more of the essence.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Heal!</div><div class="spoiler_body">Using Lay on Hands to heal herself, then continuing to run towards the manor</div></div>