"We need to go. Now." Theon hissed under his breath. This was looking very bad. Beside him crouched the Lady Morgana Whitehill. They had found her here when they had sheltered, though whatever protection their alcove had brought them, it would not last. Ryswell had fallen, Wull too. Theon's men were around them, blades in hand. A good portion of those fleeing had fled. The Glover bastards seemed content to let Theon flee before, and now that a battle approached at the main hall, they would be too distracted to attack a band of non-violent men headed for the door. "Don't attack anyone. We need to get out quickly and quietly. Stay together. And stay close to the walls." Morgana Whitehill nodded. The Great Hall was in the other direction, little stood between them and the unblocked gates.
Character Details:
Ser Theon Magnar | Archetype: Warrior
Lady Morgana Whitehill | Gifts: Greensight, Skinchanger
What is happening: Theon and Morgana are trying to get out of Winterfell whilst the focus is on Cassel and not them.
What I want: Rolls to see if we can get the heck out of Dodge Winterfell