Rasha ignored Siva's remark as she drank in water made all the sweeter by a desperate thirst. Every sane man and woman feared the legions of Cryx, and the names of those that led them. Skarre, Deneghra,...  Even this Menoth-obsessed asshole couldn't ignore satyrix like the pirate queen. Even the bravest men only spoke her name in whispers. Sensing his approach, the satyrix woman tried to weave back away from the knight as he drew close. But he was unstoppable like a glacier, and her chains only afforded her so much space to move. The canteer of water dropped to the floor, spilling it's precious contents while she cried in pain as he lifted her by the horn, straining her neck and shoulders as she grabbed at his arm with her claws. Struggling to get him to let her go as much as taking some of the strain away from her neck muscles.<br/><br/><i>"Not the horns!"</i>Rasha cried as she glared with one eye through the slit of his helmet into those blue orbs of his, her other eye closed in pain.<i> "Fuck your Menoth! Toruk devour you all!"</i>She fell to her knees after he let go of her, the shock of her fall of course sending a sharp pain through her ribs. Gasping, Rasha forced herself to stand and follow the knight as he walked away, at least as far as her chains let her.<i>"Test? Hey! Come back here! I'm not done with you yet, I'll kill you! I'll kill you and everyone you care about!"</i>She reached for the bars of her cage, but he already left, leaving her alone in the darkness again.<br/><br/>Returning to her plate, Rasha calmly finished her cold meal, seeing little reason to let it go to waste. She didn't like the sound of this test, but that was a concern for another day. They had unknowingly brought her what might be the key to her freedom with enough patience. She broke off a piece off the ceramic plate that was roughly the right size, and tossed the rest of it against the iron bars of her cage, shattering it. Better they think she broke it in some pett act of defiance, they wouldn't miss the sliver she started to work on. Slowly carving the ceramic in the shape of the key Siva had been using. It would take several days to finish, but time was something she had more than enough of.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>