[ She'd wanted to get something from the marketplace. It was just supposed to be a quick trip and then run back - but she drew the attention of someone. Or something. She'd intended to turn the Forge on - or perhaps it was accidentally turned on when she was fumbling with it in her surprise, but whatever the reason, it was on now. ]Who are you
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[He wants to help, but the feed is voice only. He can't tell exactly what's going on or where she is...]
Where are you?
[Answer, answer, c'moooon...]
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Rex? [ Just a tiny voice, trembling.
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Freya! Yeah, it's me. Where are you? Are you okay? If I can get to you, I'll protect you, find somewhere safe to take you.
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Dismas. [ Shivering, scared and alone, she keeps her voice as quiet as possible. ]
I - I'm all right. S..someone found me. Helped me.
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I.. i'm here.
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Y-yes, I'm... I'm all right. Somehow.
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She hears Freya's screams in person and follows them to the source as unerringly as a hound who's scented blood. Sprinting, axe at the ready, blur of red and black and flashing, deadly silver. ]
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When the sound of River's axe - wherever she found it - chopping into the Ogre's arm bring forth the beast's roars of pain and inevitably cause him to release Freya's leg, the druidess scrambled forward out of range, twisting around to stare in disbelief at her saviour.
Nevermind the injured leg, nevermind the spray of viscera and god knows what else - and despite everything in her screaming to flee - Freya froze in place to stare at the sight in sheer awe and shock. No way could that thing stand up to an assault like that for long. ]
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