[Her head was heavy, but Mara knew some of that was just the weight of her hair, not the pressure behind her eyes, but it all just merged together. She ached. Not the pain of her injuries or the internal bleeding she must have had from the fight, but just unbelievably sore.
When she heard someone coming she forced herself to roll over onto her back, sand sticking to her everywhere. She blinked and looked up to see a young woman in a cloak. She doesn't recognize her and she doesn't seem to recognize Mara... A local?]
Oh, yeah. I'm fine. Just...needing to catch my breath. Where...Where are we?
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When she heard someone coming she forced herself to roll over onto her back, sand sticking to her everywhere. She blinked and looked up to see a young woman in a cloak. She doesn't recognize her and she doesn't seem to recognize Mara... A local?]
Oh, yeah. I'm fine. Just...needing to catch my breath. Where...Where are we?