Chaos. Pure Chaos. That is all this was. After finding out who the woman was, Ian went to the only two options all of them had. The number of people alive began to grow. Even though Ian was further away, he made note of the extremely noticeable change of the noble's eye color. [i][color=f26522]I am not fighting a whole merc army with this crazy broad.[/color][/i]

A quick whistle caught his attention for a brief moment. He looked towards the fireplace to see a woman. [color=f26522][i]Where the hell did she come from?[/i][/color] Ian quickly looked back at the group. The noble that was crying a few moments earlier was now a queen. It seemed she was the only one left in her own blood line. Ian knew that there wasn't enough armor, weapons, and people to take on whatever was waiting outside those large doors. So there was really only one option out of the two he had been given. [b]ESCAPE![/b]

As the queen charged someone holding a sword, a hint of movement from the corner of his eye led to him to look at the fireplace once more. He quickly dropped the short sword and took a dagger that was resting in a dead man's hand. Ian made way towards the large fireplace that was in the room. He looked back at the others for a few moments before putting the dagger in his mouth and clenched his teeth. He pressed his back to the wall and hopped up to get his feet on the other side of the wall. Ian quickly looked up to see the woman and the man that had began the climb. As he began to climb, he realized it would be an uncomfortable experience. His size made the position he was in awkward. A brogue escaped Ian's lips as he spoke. "[color=f26522]Its either escape or die Ian, remember that.[/color]"