War of the Lost Kingdom

" THERE you are!" He said, taking a second to catch his breath.

"I'll explain on the way but we need to leave, that body is harboring the plague and this city is panicking all around us."

He makes to leave but stops. "Did you see Finn? The prisoner?"

Zifu remained poised, hands clasped together in front of her. "The body? You mean the skeleton? The bones carry disease?" she asked, calmly.

The brawny Wildlander turns a corner and sees Docanter and Zifu, nearly colliding with them.

"Doc, here's your stuff." she says as she tosses the priest's pack and any other belongings he had at his bunk at the smaller man.

Looking at Zifu, she asks Doc "Is she coming or what? We need to get out of here before it turns to a real show of shit!"

Ian takes a moment to yell at the Inquisitor, "Get yerselves clear, -now-. I hafta make sure this doesn' get any worse!" He turns to go, reflecting on how it's ironic he literally came here with his clothes on his back and not much else. On his way out he starts on his way to the jail, occasionally screaming at soldiers, "You'll get further walkin' than by runnin'! Gather up food first!"

He goes to find the others as fast as he can, though, without trampling anyone.

Doc nurses his temples again, realizing he made quite a few errors in what he said, caught up with the excitement, and it would take longer to explain if it meant Zifu's cooperation.
He started again, slower "It could be the water, could be the bones, maybe the weave surrounding the courtyard. Whatever the case, the plague is going to consume this city. Greta has seen it firsthand. This is it. You can continue to ask really good questions or you can just come with us to escape this mess; it's up to you."

Zifu arched an eyebrow. "You sensed a weave in the courtyard?" she asked, blankly. "What kind?"

Greta grows impatient with the calm demeanor of the sagely woman. "Shut up with the questions Zifu! If we don't get out of this death trap fort, we're going to be like that dead son of a dog! We don't have much time now. Doc, let's go!" She tries to grab Docanter's arm in an attempt to hustle him along. Looking over her shoulder at Zifu she exclaims "Come with us!"

Then turning to Ian she says "Ok, pull some fancy bullshit to get us out of here!"

"WAIT!" Doc yelps! Knowing full well Greta could ragdoll him anywhere she wants to go

He sighs "I know he's been trouble, but no question he has talent as a spellcaster. We might need him."

He looks at Gretta "Think you can get Finn out of there quickly?" and points to the stockade

"Mind the Imperius," said Zifu, though she did not explain further as she kept her eyes on Docanter. "What kind of weave?" she asked again.

She stops and says "Maybe. I don't know. If we're going to do it, we can't waste any more time. And where's the other little fellow with the dog, Jonan or Jan whatever his name is?

Greta looks around for a quick consensus before her next move.