None of the other guards noticed, giving both of the women the perfect chance to try and slip into the back door, though they might have to be creative since it had been locked from the outside with a key - of course if one could pick it, they could look inside without much trouble. Meanwhile inside, Joslyn perked up at the sounds outside, though her gaze quickly went over to the two guards and she decided it best to settle as soon as possible so she didn't alert them to any strange happenings. Still, she was curious what was going outside and could only think that someone had taken out the guard - the loud thump couldn't be much else, could it? But was it saviors on the other side or were they here to take her for their own purposes?

The common woman shifted in the temple's steps, fidgeting with her hands and biting at her lip nervously - both habits that she had picked up long ago. This whole situation was a nerve-wreck and at first, she thought her scholarly knowledge could see her way out of this semi-imprisonment, but obviously the town's folk and the king had entirely different ideas. She didn't like the undead anymore than anyone else, but it wasn't [i]right[/i] holding someone against their will just because they weren't sure they wanted to risk limb and life against hordes of creatures that were already dead. Sometimes, she hated people and sometimes, especially men.