[The alarmed shout catches Ethlyn's attention immediately, and she bolts for the source--not heeding the threat of any traps herself. Her senses, overwhelmed with terrible memories, fail to distinguish a shout of genuine danger from one of mere startlement.
She skids to a halt when she sees Emet-selch standing there, looking uninjured except perhaps to his dignity as flakes of dessicated pie scatter around him.]
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She skids to a halt when she sees Emet-selch standing there, looking uninjured except perhaps to his dignity as flakes of dessicated pie scatter around him.]
What--er--what just happened? Are you all right?