Freyja joins her, sees the body, but doesn't say anything.  She searches as well... but neither of them find Cora's old clothing.  Considering it wasn't the best clothing... and it was torn off of her... just meant she'd be naked a while longer, though if she didn't mind some chafing she could wear the armor... but then again, it was also pitch-black outside most likely as well.  Freyja kept searching, through every crate and every nook and cranny... but she sighed, a tad disappointed.<br/><br/>"My gear isn't here... figures, been a couple years, and it wasn't exactly the cheap stuff." she said, but found a bag and stuffed some clothing and other supplies into it "Too bad... I liked that stuff... anyway, you have anything?  We can find you clothes later, now if you don't-"<br/><br/>The door opened behind them, and there was a guard, sleepy, wandering in, glancing around, eyes then widening... but before he could say anything Freyja was across the room, shutting the door and dragging him inside almost simultaneously, then flinging him to the ground with a hip-throw, she bent his neck back over her leg and Cora could hear his neck separate from his body from across the room.  He too was now dead, as Freyja shouldered her pack with a smile as if nothing had happened, opened the door, and gestured for her to follow.<br/><br/>"Ready to set out?  Remember what I said earlier, about if we get out of here?  First things first though... I haven't had a bath or shower since I got in here... this place still have those public bath houses about town?"