-----The Gorian sweeps his sword about looking for anything that could endanger the rescue. Satisfied, that the room is devoid of trouble, he then reaches and removes the gag from the woman. She lets out a terror filled scream and continues to slink away from Sol.
-----There were times Sol rued the thick plated armour that he now wore. Anytime he was slightly slower than he used to be and any time it was humid or just plain warm. Now was a new incident; he winced as he realized that the spikes and horns borne by both shoulder guards and his helm would make him look far more fierce than he felt.
-----Wincing, Sol held up his other hand placatively as he thought through his companions. It was an easy choice. His palm still held high, the Gorian moved back to the doorway to step just outside, asking as calmly as he could, "Jeilin, would ye mind helping th' lady wi' her binds."
-----Jeilin looks a bit doubtfully at the terrified prisoner. "Maybe we should just put the gag back," she whispers to Sol half-seriously. Even so, she smoothes her robes and starts to approach the woman slowly. She then kneels next to the woman, and places one hand on the shoulder across the woman's chest to stop her from slinking away. Holding a finger to her own lips with her other hand, the priestess does not say a word and waits to see if the woman calms down, but is careful to back off if she tries to bite.
-----Slowly the woman calms down and stops her screaming, half sobbing in the attempt. She keeps her wide eyes on Jeilin with tears streaking her face. Quickly her sobbing stops, though she continues to breathe heavily.
-----Seeing that she has now exhausted herself, Jeilin places both hands on the woman's shoulders and looks into her eyes. "We will now untie you and get you out of here, all right?" the priestess says softly, but doesn't act until she gets some sort of acknowledgement from the woman.
-----“Yes!” the woman says with some clarity coming into her eyes, “Yes, by the healing rays of the Great Solarius, I must feel the warmth of the sun on my face once more!”
-----"Ah," Jeilin seems delighted as she works to unbind the woman. "Have you any news on the sun?" Working slowly, she stops now and then to examine the rope work before continuing.
-----"It was still there, last I checked..." Speaks a wry voice the adjoining room. "Garrison, ye an' Dilton head topside wi' Jeilin an' our new guest, whilst Lovan an' I quickly sort through these coffers. Yell if any more o' th' sods show up." Sol waits for the group to head out before he chances opening the coffers with the Storm Priest.
-----"Not exactly," Jeilin mumbles to herself. She stops for a moment at the doorway and studies the coffers momentarily. "Well, let us know if these blow up," she says cheerfully as she helps the woman out.
-----"Oh, you'll hear it if they do, I'm certain." Sol replies, equally cheerful at the prospect, "My eyebrows are only just starting to come back after th' last one."
-----The woman moves stiffly as Jeilin helps her up. Just before the Star priestess leads her from the wall she was leaning against, the woman reaches down and grabs something that looks like a small book from the floor. She clutches it against her chest and then nods to Jeilin. She moves slowly as she is helped from the room.