Brisa looked down the alley and spotted the skiffs.  

“Good idea” she said softly while at the same time trying to tug Argurios to his feet.  He was bigger and considerably less movable than Aiden had been.  It took her and the other two to get him on his feet, but whatever Jatan had done had helped.  He could walk, sort of.  Brisa had no idea of the pain he was in, or the beating his body had taken, she was only concerned with the immediate problem.  She narrowed all her focus to the task of getting out of here, the next problem would come soon enough.   

They had to get out of here.  The skiffs were the best bet, if they could get in one the river could carry them out of their.  Even if it was kinda sluggish here, it was movement and they wouldn't have to walk.  

The smoke in the far corners of the city was dwindling and Brisa knew soon they would have more than one priest after them.  It's not like they could be more dead, she hadn't learned yet that death was not always an end to things, but she didn't want to be dead at all. 

She had almost forgotten why they started this whole thing, right now surviving was the only thing on her mind.  With the three boys they half-ran, half-limped down to the skiffs.  There was no dock or anything, these seemed to be just personal boats tied up along the river.  One was as good as any other and she made a beeline for the closest one.  

“Come on” she hissed to the others, keeping her voice down though she wasn't sure why she bothered to keep it down.  The fight was behind her, she could still hear it, but even it was getting less; she didn't even know how but it sounded less something.  She was afraid to look and see who was wining...she was also afraid she already knew the answer. 

They could all fit in one skiff, barely, they were made for 2-3 adults so four children could fit if the were willing to be a little cozy. Brisa beckoned everyone to get in.  She'd never been in a boat in her life, she had no idea how hard it was to quickly pile into a small boat. She also grabbed the oilskin tarp lying nearby, thinking in the back part of her mind, that they could hide under it just to avoid notice from the townsfolk.  She didn't factor in how hot and uncomfortable that would be of course, once again the reality of the situation escaped her.  She just had no experience in this sort of thing.