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Dungeon.

Your pretty sure that there are mor lightning bolts where that one came from. Though you seem to be able to weather it, you'd rather not test out just how much you can take before becoming charbroiled. You lay there with your eyes closed, trying to look as unconcious as you can be as you feel the hands of trolls and ogres on you dragging you along the floor. You listen for Mrgannas footsteps, which pick up barely on the stone floor as you begin a descent down into the deeper pars of the castle. You feel the air temperature change and become cooler. Risking a peek, you open an eye to glance about, and see the growth of litchen on the walls, and bars of old iron. You are dragged into a cell and dropped, and you here the rattling of keys and a solid click from the lock before the footsteps start receading. Morganna's remains for a while, watching your seemingly unconcius form for a time before finally retreaing. ONly when her scent and footsteps fade away do you finally get up to fully examine your surrounding.

The dungeon is old, and seems rather stereotypical, a few bones in the cells indicate previous occupants, a pile of straw in the corner indicates what would be concidered a bed. To you, it looks rather fragile to try and keep a beast supposedly as strong as you in a cage like this. You could probably bend the bars and be out of here in...

You grasp the bars, and instantly lightning crackles around your hands as the magical force cources through it, shocking you and causing your hair to stand up strait as you let out a howl of shock and surprise. You let go immediatly, your hands smoking slightly as you do. Apparently it's not as fragile as you thought. Looks like you won't be going anywhere for a while...


Written by Dream Weaver

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