[center][b]Forgotten Ruins, east roads & alleys[/b][/center]

The gaudy-garbed fellow in the mask seemed to be in a hurry to get going, making strides towards heading further east. The buxom elf came over and offered her own suggestion, which was to ignore the lizard-bro and his protrusions for now, and instead get going. After that, the spunky girl with the spear voiced the idea that the dracokin should just act as the group's impenetrable tank and charge bull-style into the fray, while the paladin-elf rebuked this idea - though not after praising and inquiring just as to how the little lady had just pulled off what she had done.

Honestly... All this attention was a bit overwhelming. Yes, she [i]had[/i] just walked through and broken a wall of spears, and yes, she [i]had[/i] just punched a fully grown man in full armor across the entire length of a backstreet... But still... Serafaye wasn't even sure about any of what was going on with her own self at this time either. She couldn't cast magic, she couldn't access her belongings and she couldn't make contact or connect with anyone from Oubliette Online... In addition, she was in her avatar's body, in a strange and unfamiliar world, while retaining her personality and mind from the real, non-virtual world of which she hailed. To top it all off, she had just been slapped across the face, shot in the head and stabbed in the stomach, all of which had done absolutely little more than feel like the playful swatting of a an 8 week old kitten.

To put it mildly, her brain wasn't exactly able to process all of the strange and irregular occurrences surrounding her whereabouts, her abilities and her situation - and now people were flocking around her as if she was some kind of main protagonist in a cheap, mass-produced light novel-setting, where the main protagonist gets new friends and allies and praise and love simply for [i]being[/i] the main protagonist. it was all a little hard to stomach.

"Uh... Yeah... Maybe we should go then, we can talk once we... Get... Wherever we're going...?" Said the girl, who wasn't exactly sure where they were going or why. Well, the why was very simple, there were people here trying to [b]kill[/b] them, but heck, they didn't seem capable of even scratching her new, awesome body.

Following suit and going with the others suggestions, the group soon made way through alleyways unoccupied by the Imperial troops. it seemed they truly had only been keeping forces in the most forward of positions, not even entertaining the thought of someone beinag able to break throuygh their ranks or formation. Good luck for the party though, as their unhindered momentum swiftly carried them ahead and towards the promise of freedom- the east gate. That is to say, until they actually reached it.

At this point in time, the troops who had fled had regrouped with the main force on the eastern main street. After giving a summary and explatnion of what had happened, the entire force switched gears, turning around and beginning to march backwards, with detachments being sent into the narrow backalleys to both prevent their quarry from hiding, as well as flushing them out in case they were taking their time. Fortunately for now, the group had made enough head-way to avoid being harried by these new scouting parties, but with each minute the vice of the Galanon army was tightening around them, and with reinforcements soon to arrive from both the west, north [i]and[/i] southern main roads, the sheer number of opponentsw they would be facing were staggering indeed.

But for nwo, back to the east gate and the situation there.

The group had managed to approach unseen and unheard, somehow. Having taken up position in a semi-collapsed building and narrow street, the group had managed to carefully scout the opposition. The gate itself was in rather poor condition, more so than the other gates of the ruins. Most of the stonework was crumbling and the entire structure looked like any stronger-than-usual gust of wind could knock it over. The walls close by, going north and south, weren't in much better shape, with numerous cracks, holes and collapsing bits all over. Still, the supposedly [i]light[/i] defenses weren't so light after all. There were at least three dozen soldiers stationed around the area, patrolling back and forth in disciplined, clockwork-fashion.

While the bulk of the soldiers were guarding the main gate, there were archers positioned on the walls and patrolling guards making sure nobody snuck in or out along the wall-sections. Still, There didn't seem to be any particularly noteworthy characters stationed along with the troops, nor were there even a red or blue-plumed heled officer around... Had these soldiers jut been left as a token force for a 'just in case'-scenario?

Still, with their brawny Lizard looking worse for wear, their shield-toting paladin having to help said reptilio-man keep himself steady, and the rest of the group being well... Less than armored, it didn't seem like a good idea to just go charging forward. Even if Serafaye could survive anything the soldiers threw at [i]her[/i], neither her height nor frame was big enough to really make for decent cover to anyone else in the group. After having peered through a glassless, ruined window at the gate before them, she opted to slide down along the ruined wall of the building beside them, let out a breath and looked over at her [i]companions[/i].

"So, what do we do now, locals? I ain't no tactical genius or nothing, and planning raid-groups wasn't exaclty my forte." She looked over at the stuck-up woman on her horse. "Maybe we could slap the horse's butt and have it run neighing through some of the nearby streets? That might draw some of 'em away?" She suggested, tapping her chin thoughtfully with a her left index-finger, while having a rather spaced-out expression and look to both her face and eye.