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[center][h1][color=#cdb7b5]Rose Buckner[/color][/h1]
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[I][color=#cdb7b5]Location:[/color] Camelot - Prision -> Sewers (again)
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Rose hurried along with the group, she drew her bow and notched an arrow, but she like the others didn't want to kill random people just doing their job. Though, she had opinions of people who made their job as prions keepers. It was a choice to do that sort of career and if one of them tried to stop her from saving her mom she'd make sure it'd be the last time they could make the effort. 

If she hadn't had her hands full with the bow and arrow as they ran she would have reached out to hold her mother's hand. A simple thing, but one she hadn't done in so long it ached. It would be different now. Her hand wouldn't be as small. She wasn't a child of this world as much anymore. She had grown up in a different world and didn't know this one's rules. She put away her stuff long enough to get back down into the sewers then re-drew her weapon taking a guarding position ready to fire an arrow into a guard if they interfered with the group escaping. 

[hider=held roll] If a guard tries to attack someone she's going to shoot them, going for limbs instead of body mass[/hider]

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[center][h1][color=#bf85f2]Colby Jackson[/color][/h1]
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[I][color=#bf85f2]Location:[/color] Camelot
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It was relieving to know there was something resembling a fire brigade. Especially in a place that so easily caught fire. He thought of thatched roofs of homes, which made him think of where the phrase raining cats and dogs came from and he repressed a smile at the thought. He stepped back into the bar. Hoping that the rescue team was already on their way back and that the fire had done something to assist. 

He ignored Rosalia she was still complaining that the fire had been started and yeah it had been agreed not to do it, it had happened there was no changing that. He wanted to grab her shoulders and shake her and yell get over it. What had been done was done. And this time it wasn't his fault. Okay, it had been his idea, but he hadn't started the fire. He cursed his brain as a song popped up. 

Colby sighed and sank into a chair. [color=#bf85f2]"How long are we gonna wait? What if someone saw us and reports us and the guards are already on the way?"[/color] He asked, not even the worst-case idea that had already played through his head. That one included the fire getting out of control and the whole city burning down around them.