Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20150417225617/@comment-3293219-20150419213752

"Aye, sunstroke will do them no good..." The Priest agreed, gesturing back at the raft, with a nod of his head.

"Please, step on the raft and we'll drag you there ourselves, we have a priory, not too far from here."

Isaiah didn't like this... He lifted Kay up and placed her on the sledge anyway, not wanting her to die, because of his personal grudge against the Priest's here but he knew exactly where they were being taken...

Toan and Dacian were also lifted on, by the others before they knelt down on the raft, keeping the wounded at the center, so that they wouldn't roll off before the priest's sped off, towards their priory.

The Priests sped off, without wasting a moment, heading straight to the priory as they hoped to save the two Bretons and the Imperial.

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Within ten minutes the group had arrived at the priory, it seems that Isaiah wasn't entirely wrong, they were close to somewhere. The place was a well constructed building of unknown origins, it wasn't known if the priests had moved into a ruin or had built the place themselves, either way, it was a point of interest.

The Priests pulled them inside the courtyard, where they were greated by more priests, who quickly ran over to them and scooped up the unconscious travellers before carrying them away to be treated, leaving Isaiah, Kori and Arik at the center.

As they dismounted an elderly Redguard woman stepped out of the central building, the largest of the five buildings in the complex. She watched as her guests stepped off of their raft, followed by a messenger, who had obviously gone to warn her about them. She watched, intently for a moment before stepping down and giving them a welcoming smile.

"What's this? Guests? An unexpected but not unwelcomed sight... You all look so weary." She said, sounding troubled for them, like a fussy grandmother.