The three of you fight for your lives as the winds pick up more power and speed, whipping the room into a frenzy of blunt objects and debris. Various stuff bouncing off of shields as the two of you reach for the whore, of which she is still screaming and holding onto the bedpost for all life.<br/><br/>Eventually she does pass out from fright, as Deja grabs her and makes way to the door, with the two of you in hot prusuit, hopefully. In any case, there isn't a door left, as it has been blown off of its hinges and bouncing around in the hallway. Freya limps body not helping with this endeavor to escape with her life.<br/><br/>Meanwhile Wrenn wanders back into the light imbued town, with the various activities and laughter and whoring go about in full force. It will still take a while for you to get deeper inside and where your Inn is at.<br/><br/>Thom, meanwhile, is quite enjoying himself as the elf whore finishes humping his lap and just now sitting on top of him. Giving her one more good spank with a free hand, while rubbing the other against his chin. "Well, I suppose it was good enough, though not as exciting for me. I do love the enjoyment of physical strain while love making. You understand, right?"