"Unngh", Brie groans as she pulls herself to her feet, after having been slammed against the tavern wall. She blinked several times as she took in the scene around her, choking back vomit at the sight of the barkeeper's mangled corpse. The girl stood there for about a minute, barely hearing the sobs and voices around her; she was cold, her hair and scant clothing sodden with blood.<br/><br/>After a while she spoke, softly and not to anyone in particular. "I... could use a bath..."