05-28-2020, 08:43 PM
The black top knotted woman spits on Andrea and the pair of torturers leave the cell. A quiet thirty minutes pass after which Ghrynsmasfyr returns. They stand at cell and yet again run their finger along one of the bars.
Ghrynsmasfyr-[Imperial]: "Thou comrades come in search of thee. They will only find their own demise. Thou may retain a loose grip on this mortal coil shouldst thou comply with my demand."
The black robed soul pauses for apparent dramatic effect.
Ghrynsmasfyr-[Imperial]: "A great mind wouldst extend thy life in return for demonstration and instruction in the ways of thy sorcery. A mind that hungers endlessly and has great ambition for this realm of humans."
Ghrynsmasfyr-[Imperial]: "Thou comrades come in search of thee. They will only find their own demise. Thou may retain a loose grip on this mortal coil shouldst thou comply with my demand."
The black robed soul pauses for apparent dramatic effect.
Ghrynsmasfyr-[Imperial]: "A great mind wouldst extend thy life in return for demonstration and instruction in the ways of thy sorcery. A mind that hungers endlessly and has great ambition for this realm of humans."