Futile Efforts

I wait five minutes, and check the hallway outside of my door. My room does not have a window, but if I can make it to one, I might be able to get a sense of where I am in relation to the attack. I have about 4 hours, but without cooperation from Elbrus it will be much more difficult. The hallway is clear, so I skirt the next corner, sending my senses out, searching for anyone who may be headed my way.

I pick up nothing down the surrounding halls, so I dart to the closest window, scanning the grounds. I am five stories up, but the structure is old, made of stacked stones with deep grooves. This will prove easy to scale if needed. I make a mental note of what guard stations I can see, and send my senses out to note the others, and locate supplies. I still cannot communicate with Athena, but I’ll worry about that later.

I find what seems to be a maid’s room, she is taller than me but about the same size, and her clothes fit well enough. I tug on some boots and tie my hair with a ribbon