"This isn't about the past, or what we've all lost, way back when. Right now, this is about what we have left."

"... Shinsou..." Felicity mumbled in her distressed sleep. "Portal... Don't leave me..."

Eventually, Felicity woke up.

Unable to tell what time, day, or year it was, Felicity moaned as she pulled herself off the stone table. Still aching and stiff from her wounds, she walked over to her bag. With the fires roaring strong enough in the crumbling room to keep warm, Felicity's hands were not numb as she opened the bag.

The first things she noticed were her weapons. All of them. Her bow, arrows, and many swords. She pulled our her war equipment gently and placed them all in an orderly fashion on the floor. Her talymar bow, Seeker, was of top quality. War bows made of yew were powerful enough to kill horses. Even if the arrows unleashed could not peirce armor, the blunt damage from the force was enough to wind a man. This bow, however, was made of far better material. It could kill not just horses, but dragons. Her arrows, made of redwood, matched Seeker's insane draw back weight and power.

Felicity had numerous swords as well. One arming sword, Heart, was Eiskaltian made with craftsmanship and even engraving in the design. Made of delyn, a quality metal, Heart had been Felicity's trusted blade for many years.

Another arming sword, Splicer, was an improvement over Heart. Unlike Heart, made of silverish delyn, Splicer was pitch black prevalida. Splicer has a lavish display of engraved art across its dark blade. On top of this, the pommel could be unscrewed from the pommel, allowing for a makeshift blunt throwing weapon.

Little Snowflake was a masterwork steel dirk. Completed with a swept hilt, it was a back up for if Felicity lost any of her other weapons. For its short reach, the swept hilt protected the hand that held it.

The most recent addition to Felicity's collection was her prevalida katana, Copycat. Black as night, Copycat was a quality katana Felicity acquired upon joining the Brotherhood. She had bought the weapon to mimic the fighting style of her valued teacher, Shinsou Vaan Osiris.

On top of this, there was her bird. A blue robin. Quite a cute little toy that could fly around, sing, and explode inflicting heavy damage. Ah, yes, the best kind of toy. A toy that could go boom!

Rummaging deeper into the bag, she noted other random trinkets as well. Her late cousin's amulet of Trisgen, the ice mirror bestowed upon her as a gift several years ago... In fact, Felicity was shocked to see that nearly all her possessions were here. Her sleeping bag for travel, her hairbrush, her botany journals... Of course, Felicity was pleased to see that her alchemy kit was amongst these things, neat and orderly.

With her alchemy kit, a canteen full of water, and bandages all present, Felicity could patch herself up before making her next move. Annoyed that she had slept on a slab of stone when a perfectly comfortable sleeping bag was in her sack, she grumbled as she peeled off her sweat and blood ruined clothes.

What happened?

Felicity winced as she wrapped a bandage around her stomach, which was afflicted with several sharp wounds. Mysteriously, they were likely inflicted to wound, not kill. She continued to wrap her blood crusted body in bandages as she grimaced at the bruises crying for relief. It took ages, and she had no ointments or creams on her. Still, she eventually put herself together enough to manage. Thankful for the white shirt and black pants in her bag, she put a fresh outfit on. It felt wonderful, the first form of pleasure aside the warmth of this room. Still, Felicity shuddered. Eventually, she had to step outside and find her way to a nearby town. She needed better medical treatment, some snow gear, supplies... and she needed pointed to the direction of home.