Kierach

"Wha..." Kierach wakes slowly, clutching her head and sitting up. The first thing she realizes is that she is no longer in the sewers, a fact for which she thanks a number of gods—several of which she had forsaken, and others of which no upstanding angel would have even thought of praying to. Most of the smell is gone, although she is still filthy by most standards. And surrounded by people—things—she didn't really know, although that wasn't as alarming as it ought to have been. "Where is this?"