Artisan rescue

Zuigrii takes a second to search for sound or scent of Sylvia before continuing to dig. “We’ll find her and anyone else who’s under here.” He continues digging through the pile of charred wood.

A quiet moan comes from a particularly bulky pile of rubble and some bricks tumble down. A hand pokes through the rubble and more bricks move out of the way.

"Someone... get this shit... off me..."

When Zuigrii hears that he turns to Lyra. “ I’ve got this if you want to get her” he points over to where the noise came from as he says this.

Lyra rushes over to Slyvia's voice and hand, making quick work of digging her out. Pulling her up for a quick hug, then back to scan over her and make sure she's alright. "You ok?"

Zuigrii stops just long enough to cast cure serious wounds on Sylvia before going back to digging for what Lyra heard under the pile.

Sylvia let's Lyra pull her to her feet, hugs her back, and groans. "I'll be alright, I think. Thank you, Zuiigri." She calls over her shoulder. "Just getting too old for this nonsense."

She looks around, coughs, and limps over to another pile of rubble to dig around. "Not too old and broken to help though."

Zuiigri continues to dig in the pile and eventually he smells the familiar taint of blood over the smoke in the air. As he continues to dig, he finds a young woman buried in the rubble. Blood drips down her face from a wound across her head and she moans softly but her eyes are closed.