Illiana took a few deep breaths, laying on the ground her eyes staring up skyward.  The young woman focussed her mind, trying to banish the many aches and pains that were ailing her. Slowly she stood, the pain in her hips and sex was almost unbearable but she merely gave a gentle whimper.  She used the sword as a make shift walking stick, she took note of an odd glint on the ground as she was going to retrieve her rifle.<br/><br/>She bent at the waist ever so slightly, and scooped up the odd jewellery.  She wondered if Tarion could tell her anything about it, it appeared to her that it had religious significance, and the old man knew more about the occult then anyone she had known. She then picked up her old plasma rifle, carrying it under one of her arms.<br/><br/>“I need a shower...”  but that would have to wait till later.  The townsfolk would need to be told that they were safe again.  She hobbled to the gate, and entered the password, and stepped in side.  The blond then simply released the barrier and limped through the streets heading towards the main shelter not even noticing her own nudity.