Kathra enters the keep with the gates shutting behind her. She scans her surroundings, taking stock of the situation and listening to the conversation with guards, gathering in all the information she could.
Isolde:
"Well fought, all. But this day is not yet over!"
She nods in accord, sliding her warhammer into the shield straps and hanging both over one shoulder, then asks of the crowd in general,
"When it is safe tae open th' gates again, Ah woulds loch tae going back out lookin' fur other survivors. Will onie ay ye join me?"
Exhausted, she realizes her accent is thicker than usual. She repeats herself, carefully enunciating.
"Later. Find other survivors. Join me?"