Staring up at the stormy sky, Elroneth had narrow eyes. She simply was trying to enjoy her time with the storm, having taken a liking to rain over the years. She was furious, but glad that her trip was dark and gloomy instead of bright and sunny. Maybe that was just a personal preference, she couldn't say for sure. She didn't bother looking at the others in the cart she was in; Madran was not among them, he had been tossed into another cart, with other people. With the amount of guards, it was obvious an escape wouldn't be easy, especially if it was just her. There wasn't exactly any methods of communication either, so getting a group together to even attempt it was impossible. She grunted irritably, lifting up her feet and stomping them down to express her anger. She got a couple of looks, but simply ignored them. She probably had gotten captured because of one of the people in this very cart! At least she knew that those who were actually guilty were getting what they deserved... But the innocent, including herself, were also heading for the block. She honestly didn't want to lose her head, she was still young! There was so much to see! 

She looked back, noticing the trees. She knew if she could reach the woods, she could outrun these armored goons. But there were many of them, on all sides of the cart. Trying to simply leave without a distraction was no good. She pondered her options, looking down at her soaked lap. [I]'Should have made a bolt for it when that first idiot tried to escape. Probably was my best shot.'[/I] She thought, memories of this terrible journey already sinking into her mind. From what she could tell, there was no way out of this. She was a goner.

[B]"Prepare yourselves!"[/B]

"Mhm?" She lifted her head, looking around. She had absolutely no idea what was going on, but it sounded more thrilling than sitting here and waiting to die. She caught sight of a group approaching from behind, and felt her situation looking a little brighter as she heard a guard yell.

[B]"Incoming hostiles!"[/B]

The sudden battle that broke out was her chance! She knew it was now or never, as their attackers seemed to be out for not only the imperials, but for the prisoners as well. She noticed the others beginning to make a run for it, and followed the example. She slipped out the back of the wagon, splitting away from the other fleeing prisoners. They'd surely focus more on a larger group than a lone prisoner. At least she hoped they would, as she ran. Her feet feeling right at home in the mud. She slowed down somewhat, glancing back with uncertainty. She thought about Madran for a moment, but figured out of all of those captured, he'd be fine. He seemed like someone who could take care of himself, at least that was the opinion she had from her short travels with him. She shook her head slowly, focusing back on running. She felt more confident as she passed through the trees, wishing she could climb up into them. They'd probably pass right by her if they came this way, it'd be great. But at the moment she couldn't do such a task, considering her hands were tied behind her back. She'd have to figure out how to solve that problem later.

Maybe it was the fear of being shot from behind that made it feel like forever, but Elroneth felt like she had been running for a long time. She slowed down, still walking steadily, nervously glancing back occasionally in case she was being followed. Though soon enough she came across a riverbed. She stared, curious if others stopped farther down, considering she had ran a bit away from the rest. There seemed to be more of a clearing farther down, she figured if there was anyone around, they'd be there. It seemed like a decent location to rest, and maybe get somebody to free her. She continued to march, eyeing the clearing as she approached. Hopefully she'd get lucky, though since she had already escaped captivity, she was sure her luck would go sour before too long. 

[I]'But that's life...'[/I]