Faerhild manages to open one of the Meadhall's doors, an act which seems to drain what little remained of her strength. Luckily a fellow guard steps in to aid her in the task of closing the heavy door. She freezed at his gesture of compassion, staring at the man for a brief moment in confusion with sad tired eyes. Eventually she nods her wordless gratitude before allowing her gaze to search the room.
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