Torrent nods at the various comments offered. "Very well, it sounds like most of you wish to seek aid at Gabal's School. That's fine with me, I'll go along with just about any plan you cook up."
"Now, here's what I had in mind for after we get out of the city. There's a little-traveled road that leads south thirty miles to the border of the Innenotdar Fire Forest. The Elf Road used to run straight through into Dassen, but that was before whatever catastrophe happened that set off the neverending forest fire. Anyway, all the other major roads that lead to Dassen will either be impassable with snow, or crawling with Ragesian soldiers. So, I brought along an ace up my sleeve that will let us take the unexpected route...potions that will let us survive the heat of the Fire Forest. There's enough for all of us, and I doubt any pursuers we might attract will be as prepared."
Torrent sighs, and contemplates her empty mug, then sets it down hard on the table. "All right, then, if nobody has anything else to say, we should get moving to the depository." Torrent's words hang in the sudden silence, as the New Years bells have stopped their ringing.