After spending a bit longer among the others in the commons, Rajani retired to her quarters for a while. She shut the door and pressed her back against it, feeling the wieght of the last few weeks come crashing down on her like an avalanche.
She was safe, at last. The dangers of a new world and unsteady times were nothing compared to the phantasmagoria of screaming, pillaging, and brother turning on brother in a desperate attempt to survive a few minutes longer. It had been worse than hell, because somewhere deep in the theological underpinnings, Hell had a purpose. The last days of Endkelton had been a long-running massacre that bled into a slaughter.
She spied the room, her shoulders shaking as she felt sobs start to wrack her thin body. Knealing next to the bed, her fingers curled into the frayed and moth eaten sheets. Tears blistered down her cheeks as she wept. So many dead, so much lost, so little left to hold on to. Her family gone, her daughter, barely more than two years old, gone with the aunt and uncle who cared for her.
After a what seemed like a long time, she released the hard roll of material she had grasped like a drowning woman as she cried. Her hands were stiff and hurt, indeed she felt stiff and tired all over. She shuffled across the room and found a cracked ewer with some tepid water in it and a wash basin. She took these, and after barring the door stripped to nothing, and with delicate motions washed herself. A sliver of soap cut through the grime, and she shaved as best she could with a dagger given to her by a huntsman back in Endkelton. The blade was sharp, for the time being, but it wouldnt last. At last clean, after so long on the run, she felt somewhat better.
But she also felt a bit more haunted. Without the layer of dust and grime, she could see her ribs sticking out prominently, her belly rumbled distantly. Too little food, too long afield. She sighed and pulled her traveling robes on again after shaking as much of the dust and filth out of them as possible. Her things stowed under the cot, Rajani curled up on the lumpy matress and for the first time in what seemed like too long, she slept.