[b][center][h3][i][color=#17c311]Cyne[/color][/i][/h3]
[color=#17c311]Location:[/color] Outside the Tower
[color=17c311]Interacting with:[/color]N/A[/center][/b]
	Well, she'd successfully made it out of the tower, but that didn't mean her work was done. At the very least she needed to see who else were able to make it out of the tower. As much as she wanted to help anyone not able to get out, she didn't really have that ability. Even if they stumbled and fell right on the opposite side of the room, the amount of time it would take her her to see this, make her way all the way over there, try to help and then get all the way back out would probably be too much and only serve to get herself killed as well.

	The swallow dove down, arcing its trajectory to end up at the front of the castle, somewhere just outside the entrance. If she were like some of the less patient druids that she knew, she'd try to shift back while still in the middle of the air and try to stick the landing in their "human" shape. But she'd stay in her small bird shape until she really needed to revert. Which would be soon. The cold was getting to her already, with how little mass the shape carried. But for the time being, having eyes on the side of her head proved to have its benefits. As it landed, she was already in position to see inside the tower to see a few people had already almost made their way out. Hopefully the rest would follow soon after.