<span style="color: #808080">  "Thank you. That'll be all, Seira," Xendroth spoke, shooing the dancer away. Instantly, she stopped dancing, bowed and swam off into the main hall to proceed to her other duties. As soon as she left, Xendroth noticed that he was rapidly declining into boredom, so he decided to go torture some slaves.<br/>           Entering the main hall, a sight caught Xendroth that truly annoyed him. There, before him, was Casspian, his greatest slave, picking up cleaning supplies that Renzi dropped. But it wasn't THAT that annoyed him. What pissed him off was the fact that they were standing there, and, on top of that, they were in his way.<br/>             "Get out of my way!" he yelled, his face turning a purplish color from anger.<br/>            Instantly, he swam past them in a huff, to the slave dungeon. He was pissed. He would certainly take his anger out on the slaves. They would not be able to sit for weeks, if they would even be alive after he was done with them. He smiled at this thought as he made his way down the stairs down to the dungeon.<br/>          He took ahold of the handle of the brass door and threw the door open, allowing it to slam into the wall. Once inside, he darted his eyes from one slave to the other, assessing which one he should brutalize. He chose an exceptionally handsome young merman in the corner, organizing Xendroth's gold and jewel stash. Instantly, he swam up to the merman and, grabbing him by the arm hard, he slammed him hard against the wall so hard that he knocked the wind out of the slave. However, this treatment did not scare the slave, for he was used to this happening to him (he didn't know why he was constantly picked as the victim of abuse). What scared him was where Xendroth was planning to take him.<br/>         "I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!" the slave pleaded fearfully and tearfully. Not heeding the slaves words, Xendroth began to drag him away. "No! Not the torture room!" the slave screamed even more fearfully than before. <span style="font-style: italic">"Not the torture room!! Please!!"</span><br/>        Roughly turning the slave toward him, Xendroth quietly threatened, "Stop screaming or I'll out your throat." With that threat, the slave said nothing more and obediently followed.<br/>          Just as Xendroth came to the door, slave's arm tucked in his brutal, no-blood-circulation-allowed grasp, one of his subjects came in. His face looked whitewashed with fear and concern. Immediately, Xendroth knew this was important.<br/>           "My Liege," the subject spoke breathlessly.<br/>          "What?" Xendroth asked, his voice filled with irritation. "I'm sort of busy you know."<br/>           "I do humbly apologize my liege, but this is of grave importance," the subject spoke with purely sincere loyalty.<br/>          "Well? what is it?"<br/>            "My Liege and my Lord-"<br/>            "Yeah,yeah, get to the point already," Xendroth snapped.<br/>              "Oshmere is planning an attack on us...my Liege."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #FFFF80">  "Thank you, Casspian," Renzi muttered. "And I will make sure I am well prepared for the training." Then, just before Renzi could say anything more, Xendroth had burst into the hallway.<br/> <span style="font-style: italic">"Get out of my way!"</span> Xendroth screamed. Having been completely caught unawares, Renzi watched in surprise as Xendroth rushed past them, sending a trail of bubbles behind him.   <span style="font-style: italic">What's his problem,</span> he thought to himself (though he would never say those words out-loud, for he would be punished). <br/>         Then, without another thought about what just happened, he went on his way to the bathroom with Caspian.<br/><br/>            ________________________________________________________<br/><br/>        Renzi stood there, his trainer's trident in hand, awaiting instructions from Caspian.<br/>  All the while, he wondered about the screams that he'd heard earlier. He knew it was a slave, and yes he had heard them scream before, but it still made Renzi wonder what Xendroth was doing down there to those slaves. Feeling guilty for having this strange and sick curiosity, he tried to shake it from his mind. Instead, he turned his mind to Claticus. <br/>      Claticus was one of Lord Xendroth's subjects (<span style="font-style: italic">Or more like cronies,</span> Renzi thought to himself). In fact, he was one of Lord Xendroth's favorite subjects. Due to his incessant faithfulness, Renzi truly believed that Claticus had a true chance of making it to the throne after Xendroth. Though Xendroth didn't like to admit it, he truly admired Claticus. It was in his eyes.<br/>         Earlier in the main hall, not long after Xendroth swam away in a huff, Renzi saw Claticus swim after him. Now it wasn't unusual for Renzi to see Claticus follow Xendroth all over the place, simply because he was Xendroth's loyal dog. What surprised Renzi, was how rapidly Claticus was swimming after Lord Xendroth. Though he mulled it over in his head for hours, Renzi still could not quite place why Claticus was swimming after Xendroth so rapidly, but it must of been important. He wondered...  </span>