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A larger crowd than you'd expected, maybe half the town, has forced their way inside the walls and swarmed around this residence. You thought it was just people in need, the injured and such, but it seems many more are simply curious and desperate to see you... to make up their own minds, about who and what you are. Naturally rumors spread like a second fire through the town yesterday and last night, but in the grand scheme of things not all that many people actually saw your feats in battle. The majority of the populace, you were just carried back from a supposed victory, and then took to healing like you always had.
Talk now of a god? Anything like their own God? Well this is something that must be investigated, simple stories will not suffice. As such, although you make a decent effort of seeing those in need for awhile, eventually the attention and focus on you from the crowd... in no small part because of your appealing presence and beauty, becomes overwhelming. People just wanting to see you, touch you to make sure you're real, to be close to you and witness or participant to any godly acts you might just happen to perform. Why, before long you can't even move with all the people practically clawing for your attention, and were you actually just a normal young mortal woman you can tell that you could have been actually ripped apart by the adoring crowd. People trying to hold onto you and pulling from all directions, you can feel your physical body strained and internally starting to tear.
And to top it all off, it's been raining for awhile now, dark storm clouds hanging over Eindward all day now so things are made just that much more difficult.
<span class="mu-r">"-ouch! Let go of me, p-please!"</span> as if anyone could even hear you over the cheers and praise.
<span class="mu-b">"I have you my lady, worry not."</span>
Thankfully, as always you have Tyne to rely on, who could permit the frenzy of the commoners to an extent, but when he sees your safety at risk he intervenes. A few people suffer some harm even, as he bashes people off of you, and strikes with his shield any who would try to come back for retribution after that. It seems needlessly rough to you, but sure enough it at least creates enough space around you for the paladin to lift you up and sit you on his shoulder. A simple and efficient solution to the problem, not removing you from the desperate crowd entirely, of course you're still surrounded by them all, but keeping you in a safe place among them.
That, and his calling for the spectating guards around the crowd, and before long some order enough for safety is restored. And the people can be ushered out of the streets, lead by you from the vantage point atop Tyne, to a better spot for this fervor. The town square, not too far away, where people can better manage themselves and their adoration of you. And for sure, you can better see to their needs.
