Ayrie stopped running as she came to a small park. Taking a few deep breaths she calmed her nerves and looked around. The path here lead into a small and sparse wooded area, with benches and a few sandy pits for children to play in. She spotted an old tree with giant branches low to the ground and decided to go sit near it, but as she neared her inclination was to climb it in a way that she hadn't climbed a tree since she was a child.

She found a foothold near the base and made her way up into a branch that hung low enough she could jump out of it if she desired. There was a flat enough spot near the trunk that she could sit comfortably without fearing a fall.

'That was bad.' she thought to herself, wondering if he would find her and kick her out of his city for her behaviour. It was uncomfortable not knowing what would happen, but at least for the moment she didn't quite care. She just felt a longing for home, for the safety of the everyday and the well known. She sighed, 'It's the way he says things, as if I intend harm to the people here. I don't want to harm anyone, I want to do what I believe is right.'

She had never been a devout believer in any 'God' but she was a believer in the Church being a mostly good thing for people. Still, it was hard to dispute him when he said things about the Church harming people in some cases. She knew about the Holy Wars and the attacks perpetrated by the Church on some cities, specifically if the city was prosperous and didn't allow the Church any power. This city was a prime target for such an action, and other factions of the Church had tried in the past, but always failed here. This time she assumed they had decided to try a honey over vinegar course of action, and had sent her to try to open the doors. She didn't think her superiors had a particularly villainous motivation, but they certainly wouldn't balk at another war if something bad happened here. Ayrie had to tread lightly.