07-10-2015, 10:01 AM
Paige quickly entered once the door was open. The cellar was quite cool compared to the outside air. The walls were lined with shelves holding various wines and spirits. A couple of large crates sat in the middle of the room, making for a set of makeshift seats. Once the door closed however, all the details of the room disappeared. Only the torchlight that managed to seep inside provided an outline of the room's contents.
Paige fumbled around a bit until she found a crate to sit upon. Once there, she waited for her eyes to adjust before looking around for Shad and their guest.
"It looks like we'll be spending the night here," Paige said to the others. "How did I end up on the Imperial's wanted list..."
Paige of course knew why. Yet she tried to live a quiet life, avoid taking active roles in the unrest, and continued life as a librarian. All she did was research what was happening in the world. Now she was being hunted...or was she? She turned to the stranger, or tried to given what little light they had.
"You sir," Paige asked Ambrose, "What reasons do you have being down here with us?"
Paige fumbled around a bit until she found a crate to sit upon. Once there, she waited for her eyes to adjust before looking around for Shad and their guest.
"It looks like we'll be spending the night here," Paige said to the others. "How did I end up on the Imperial's wanted list..."
Paige of course knew why. Yet she tried to live a quiet life, avoid taking active roles in the unrest, and continued life as a librarian. All she did was research what was happening in the world. Now she was being hunted...or was she? She turned to the stranger, or tried to given what little light they had.
"You sir," Paige asked Ambrose, "What reasons do you have being down here with us?"