Having taken some steps outside the door of the hospital and engaging in a quick conversation with a guard Tirarrian found out the guard captain was in fact back where she started. [i]Bloody typical[/i], she though re-opening the door. When she did, the elf lady was no-where to be seen. [i]Well at least she won't be able to ask me to leave[/i], thought Tirarrian, before making her way inside to try and find her companions.

Skulking the corridors for a short while earned Tirarrian an uneasy feeling she couldn't shake. She'd seen sick people before, but only in a swift exchange of coin and goods. Gore and viscera Tirarrian could deal with, but not disease. Fortunately most patients in the building were of the attack today, so burns and the occasional laceration victims stuffed the rooms to almost full capacity. [i]So much devastation from just a single attack[/i]. Tirarrian planned she would find her friends and hopefully Kayleth, and offer to help with the wounded

It wasn't too much longer before she found Izzy and Durin sullenly sitting in a secluded room towards the back of the building. Tirarrian entered and took a seat by the door, wanting to talk to Kayleth but also not wanting to distract her