Talla krept forward, then stopped, what am I doing? She thought to herself, if she was caught she knew the consequences were most definitely death. Talla sucked in a breath, and kept on going to the pirates cell, "ugh.. hello?"

Sage was still sort of scowling in the direction of the noose when he heard her voice and jumped slightly, turning to face her. "You again," he sort of said dumbly, then looked around confused. "Why...what are you doing," he finally settled on. "I doubt you're the hangman."

"No.. I am not a hangman" she said, creeping forward slightly, she looked and him and waved only slightly, "I guess I will figure a way out for you" she said, looking around for keys

Sage raised an eyebrow slightly and shifted so he could see her better, wincing slightly as his body protested the movement. "I think the keys are by the door," he offered. He'd heard them earlier

Talla fumbled around for the keys and pick them up, she slid the, into the lock and opened the door, she slowly entered, unsure of what the pirate would do and helped him up

He stood up slowly when she moved to help him up, eyeing her cautiously. He was obviously not very dangerous at the moment though, because his vision blurred when he stood up, and he had to steady himself against the wall for a moment

Talla watched him, "I could heal your wounds here, but we will most likely get caught or I could heal you somewhere else, but it will have to wait" she said, waiting for his answer.

Sage sort of sighed and waved her on. "Just get me outta here," he grunted. "I've dealt with concussions before," he pointed out with a shrug

Talla tried her best to pull the man out of the strange building, towards her small cottage on the other side of the town, Talla looked around desperately and spotted a cart and horse on the side of the road, obviously waiting for customers, Talla walked up to them, and passed them some gold pieces, "south bank cottage, please" she said, in roughly 10-15 minutes they arrived at her cottage, "thank you!" She said the the driver before pulling the pirate up to sit on the rocking chair on the porch.

Sage wasn't really sure all that happened the next bit of time....his vision was definitely swirly as he moved around, and when she showed him the chair he collapsed onto it with a grateful huff of air. He was trying to catch his breath, so he couldn't verbalize thanks, but he did shoot the girl a thankful look before closing his eyes tiredly. The trip had taken more out of him than he'd thought ...he was exhausted.