Uasal
The Swiftest Shot In The West
~Amanda Steelhaven~
Amanda's attempts to investigate the magical device proved futile, with the volume of smoke and flames surrounding the item far too dense to properly conduct a visual inspection. With her eyes and that now starting to become overwhelmed by the inferno, Amanda's body was quickly starting to give up. Taking a few steps back toward the door, Amanda narrowly avoided her clothing catching alight though her dress dis somewhat singe near its ends. A reminder of just how dangerous the situation was becoming.
With the chefs returning in a very clumsy manner Amanda visibly grimaced with each and every sharp movement the two made near the flames. What a disastrous duo, they'd be the death of everyone if left to their own devices. Looking around the Room Amanda decided it was time for a retreat. They had held the fire back as long as they could without serious endangerment to the staff within. So long as they got the flour and grains out of the kitchen safely the fire was likely to stay contained within the stone room for long enough so that a mage could arrive and attend to it. The Mansion was after all a fortress in and of itself. Though the flooring and supports were at risk, Amanda was confident the blaze would only seriously damage the kitchen and possibly the room directly above.
With two guards soon approaching Amanda took the opportunity to issue her orders of retreat "All of you, get out of the kitchen now! Leave everything behind you and make for the garden. We've done all we can, be proud."
Turning to the Guards Amanda would cough deeply, before pointing to the chefs dancing ever so closely with death "You two help those chefs with the Flour and grains. If they catch a light we all shall perish. Understand! DO NOT LET THOSE BAGS CATCH FIRE". Moving for the door, Amanda spotted a familiar sight, Darin, the Count's Guard. Making it outside Amanda collapsed to her knees and pulled the rag from her face before heaving and taking some very deep breaths. Visibly exhausted. Still, she remained by the door awaiting the two chefs and Guards she had entrusted with the power like foodstuffs. "Ahh... damn it. I really need to study magic. If I had just known how that device worked I might have been able to slow the blaze. Tsk, how pathetic" Amanda whispered to herself.
Voider Novama
Human, Business Expert, Warfare Expert, Agriculture Expert, Architecture Expert, Engineering Expert, Law Expert, Investigation Expert, Mining Expert, Advisor of Caelia, Ambitious, Strategist
Amanda's attempts to investigate the magical device proved futile, with the volume of smoke and flames surrounding the item far too dense to properly conduct a visual inspection. With her eyes and that now starting to become overwhelmed by the inferno, Amanda's body was quickly starting to give up. Taking a few steps back toward the door, Amanda narrowly avoided her clothing catching alight though her dress dis somewhat singe near its ends. A reminder of just how dangerous the situation was becoming.
With the chefs returning in a very clumsy manner Amanda visibly grimaced with each and every sharp movement the two made near the flames. What a disastrous duo, they'd be the death of everyone if left to their own devices. Looking around the Room Amanda decided it was time for a retreat. They had held the fire back as long as they could without serious endangerment to the staff within. So long as they got the flour and grains out of the kitchen safely the fire was likely to stay contained within the stone room for long enough so that a mage could arrive and attend to it. The Mansion was after all a fortress in and of itself. Though the flooring and supports were at risk, Amanda was confident the blaze would only seriously damage the kitchen and possibly the room directly above.
With two guards soon approaching Amanda took the opportunity to issue her orders of retreat "All of you, get out of the kitchen now! Leave everything behind you and make for the garden. We've done all we can, be proud."
Turning to the Guards Amanda would cough deeply, before pointing to the chefs dancing ever so closely with death "You two help those chefs with the Flour and grains. If they catch a light we all shall perish. Understand! DO NOT LET THOSE BAGS CATCH FIRE". Moving for the door, Amanda spotted a familiar sight, Darin, the Count's Guard. Making it outside Amanda collapsed to her knees and pulled the rag from her face before heaving and taking some very deep breaths. Visibly exhausted. Still, she remained by the door awaiting the two chefs and Guards she had entrusted with the power like foodstuffs. "Ahh... damn it. I really need to study magic. If I had just known how that device worked I might have been able to slow the blaze. Tsk, how pathetic" Amanda whispered to herself.
Voider Novama