Ellyn finally got back to her own little spot. Seemed pretty nice for her as always since nobody usually came to her here, yawning softly she still cuddled into the cloak Artos lent her, it was so soft and it smelt so nice… She decided that due to how special it was to her at this moment in time she wouldn’t use it to sleep against the rough grains of the sand.

She got up once more and took a bedroll to sleep in which was surprisingly nearby. And finally rolled it out. Using Artos’s cloak as the cover to keep her warm until the sun arose for the group and for a new day...

Ellyn suddenly felt a breeze sweep across her face, she finally awoke… Something didn’t feel right?? why?? as she stretched she cuddled into the cloak and and stood up, her feet prodding into the sand once and again. She looked around quickly in an uncontrollable manner and sure enough, there it was. Grey, puffy smoke was making an appearance upwards the sky and Ellyn instantly screamed, she didn’t know what to do; she wanted to help and yet she couldn’t.