A letter arrived the night before the dispatch:
Frowning, Scarlet read and re-read the letter before deciding to burn it. She wracked her brains, trying to figure out how she could still be of assistance. Once she found a way, she headed to the temple. Unable to leave town, volunteering seemed like the next best option. As a half-decent medic with some healing spells in her arsenal, she believed she could make a difference. Sighing, Scarlet bundled herself back up and made a beeline for the temple.