Ilsabella glanced up at the giant statue for a moment before stringing her bow with a special arrow and aiming for one of the remaining pieces of her once spiked crown. With a sigh the arrow was released and sunk itself deep into the crumbling spike and with a tap of a button on her belt she let the arrow haul her up.

When she reached the top she discovered a sizeable corner to squirrel herself away in to escape aerial notice and the howling winds. After stowing her pack of skimpy belongings she set about securing ropes to let her down to an opening to get inside the statue to find the leader of this pack of survivors. She didn't much care for people, but she was barely surviving on her own these days and she needed to take safety amongst the other survivors.

[[ah crap i'm sorry works been like having a major hold on me, and sleep..... i'll prolly be a bit inactive then ext few days.]]