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Andrea wakes up gasping for breath and flailing for the sword piercing her midsection. She feels the soft texture of bandages rather than the cold edge of steel. She looks about and sees she is in an ancient mass holding cell with a refurbished set of steel bars to keep in prisoners. A few creature comforts have been supplied. A candle, a padded cloth mat and a loaf of bread. Andrea checks for restraints and discovers two shackles binding her front legs. The main chamber beyond the bars is built around three thick stone pillars and dimly lit by two iron braziers.
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Andrea slowly gets to her hooves, checking to see if any of her possessions remain on her person. Why would such a silent, remorseless foe choose to take her alive?
She calls out [Imperial] "Hark! Is anyone there? In whose custody do I reside?"
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A figure obscured by a black robe walks into view slowly. They stand at the center of the room and turn to address Andrea. Their voice is quiet and raspy.
Black Robed Figure-[Imperial]: "Tha potent in magic. By what do tha call tha."
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Ah, so this one can speak, at least. Andrea supposes there is very little point in presenting a false identity at this point. [Imperial] "I am Andrea Halsey of North Hold. I don't suppose thou would care to introduce thyself?"
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Black Robed Figure-[Imperial]: "Ah have not claimed a land as home in many years. I am known to some by the name Ghrynsmasfyr."
Ghrynsmasfyr turns traces their finger along one of the cell bars.
Ghrynsmasfyr-[Imperial]: "What purpose doth an enchantress of the equine have here. Such souls are poor spies."
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Andrea clenches her fists. The truth hurts. [Imperial] "I hoped to steal a sky vessel for my crew, as our old vessel, the Espiegel, was shipwrecked in a recent battle. Perhaps thou knowest of it?"
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Ghrynsmasfyr shakes their head in disapproval.
Ghrynsmasfyr-[Imperial]: "Drab."
Ghrynsmasfyr snaps from under their robed hand. Two women with tattoos, top knots and black studded jerkins come into view.
Ghrynsmasfyr-[Imperial]: "Beat her with clubs. If she mends her wounds with sorcery beat her again."
Ghrynsmasfyr steps away from the cell bars and adds one last line.
Ghrynsmasfyr-[Imperial]: "Ah will return in a time. When ah am ah will have an offer for tha."
Ghrynsmasfyr walks away while the two thugs open the door and begin their violent torture.
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Ah, now this is where the fun begins. Andrea's heart pounds, her chest trembling with anticipation as she spreads her arms and legs out leaving every inch of herself wide open. Pursing her lips, she looks the women in the eyes and declares [Imperial] "Go ahead, then. Hit me as hard as thou can." Andrea will cast Second Wind only when it would be necessary to remain conscious and continue to feel the pain from every brutal blow inflicted upon her. It's what she deserves for getting herself captured after all.
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The women grimace to each other. They draw studded clubs from behind and stand over the eager noblemare. The woman to the left lifts Andrea's chin with her tool and remarks.
White Top-Knot-[Imperial]: "Keep hold of that spirit for as long as thou can."
The lady begins to turn around and step away but suddenly snaps back around and cracks her club across Andrea's face. The beating begins.
The pair of women take turns inflicting forceful blows against Andrea's ribs, shoulders and back. Unsatisfied with Andrea's responses they eventually escalate their efforts with the breaking of limbs. Andrea's legs snap and bend in unnatural angles. When Andrea resorts to using her sorcery to restore herself her torturers are riled into an even greater frenzy.
Three hours later Andrea is a heaving sweat covered and broken mess. The continuous ebb and flow of punishment and healing has left her exhausted. The pain throbbing through her body makes it difficult to be certain but she suspects her left hind leg is still broken, or shattered in multiple places.
White Top-Knot huffs out and props herself up by pushing against her knees.
White Top-Knot-[Imperial]: "Ay this is a sort of beauty."
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"So..." Andrea tries to say something but it turns out to be beyond her. "Ahaaaaaahhhh....." Coughing up specks of blood, she just continues to pant and lay there like a filthy animal.
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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."
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Even in her pain induced haze Andrea can tell something is off. This is clearly no ordinary kidnapper. [Imperial] "...Thou has no intention of ransoming me?"
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Ghyrnsmasfyr-[Imperial]: "If thou prove valuable enough to merit thy life, perhaps. Resist this order and thou will not live to see such a reward as ransomed release."
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Andrea groans. Why can't the villains she faces be as simple as those in the stories? [Imperial] "Thou desires to learn my sorcery? Tis a great boon for battle to be sure. Having learned of it, wilt thou then turnabout and use it in harming my countrymen and the House of Halsey?"
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Ghrynsmasfyr's dry and raspy voice betrays a hint of irritation. They even tighten their grip on the cell bar.
Ghrynsmasfyr-[Imperial]: "Thou shall do as commanded or suffer consequence. Instruct, or meet darker fates."
Ghrynsmasfyr composes themselves after a moment and step a pace back from the cell. They pat down straighten out their robes all while keeping their hands completely hidden beneath their long sleeves.
Ghrynsmasfyr-[Imperial]: "I would not be thy student, Halsey."
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[Imperial] "I don't understand. Who then would I be teaching? And why dost thou conceal thy countenance? Am I to trust the word of one who hides his face?"
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Ghrynsmasfyr-[Imperial]: "The auditorium for instruction will serve thy student's needs. We have no care for thy trust."
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Andrea struggles to think rationally as her body continues to ache. In true villainous fashion, this Ghrynsmasfyr and the master he- if it is a he- serves have no notion of mercy or honor. They might very well kill her anyway regardless of how well she instructs them. By all rights she should just spit in their faces and refuse, dying with her dignity intact.
Well, mostly intact anyway.
But what of her loyal retainers and companions? If Vala was able to make it back they must be worried sick, and by now hatching a plan to find and rescue her. Deliberately hastening her demise would be disrespectful to all their efforts, futile as they might be.
She grits her teeth and responds at last. [Imperial] "If instruction is all thou commands of me, I will comply. Show me who is to be my student."
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A second inscrutable black robed figure steps into view with a clear singular focus on Ghrynsmasfyr. Andrea's captor immediately turns to the slender stranger and even stands low with a degree of deference. The stranger leans and whispers into Ghrynsmasfyr's ear and leaves immediately after. Ghrynsmasfyr turns back to Andrea.
Ghrynsmasfyr-[Imperial]: "Thou art precious in many eyes. Accept thy moment of respite with grace."
Ghrynsmasfyr slowly steps out of view.
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Another mystery figure. Is this one the mastermind, or just another one up the chain?
Andrea runs her fingertips through her hair. [Imperial] "And by what name do I call thee?" she asks this inscrutable robe.
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The hooded figure turns vaguely in her direction for a moment. Andrea almost swears she could a hear something wet shifting beneath the clothing. Alas the figure says nothing and walks away. Andrea is alone in her captivity.
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Andrea looks around to verify that there is truly no one about to observe her. This might be her chance. She tries to break the shackles binding her front legs through pure brute force.
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