Fire mushroom did give the soup a nice spice, after a few days of nothing but bland mushrooms anything with flavour would taste good.<br/><br/>It was hard to keep track of time down here, with no change of light the only way to tell time was passing was to watch torches burn down from inside the cell. It was about as exciting as it sounded to do it too, it wasn't a wonder that the Dark Elves made their own entertainment, this place would drive anyone mad. Turvy seemed to already be half way there, murmuring to Topsy as he sullenly sat in the corner, the pair holding a private conversation like usual.<br/><br/>The sound of the rushing waterfall, was a constant background hum only broken by the occasional screech of a dweller of the Underdark. As the torches got low Mistress Ilvara (http://i.imgur.com/oRJm362.png) made her way to the cells, flanked as always by her respectively scarred and smug bodyguards. They were dragging behind them on a chain one of their own, a Drow who'd been in the cells with you for a few days the sickly looking Sarith Kzeharit (http://i.imgur.com/yQUajmk.png) who had refused to talk to anyone at all. He joined Turvy in the murmuring though, rushed exclmations of "No it can't have been" and It's a trick in elven, getting angry at anyone who'd call him out on it. Left alone he was harmless enough.<br/><br/>He was having a terrible time of it now though, the chain binding him to the scarred elf bodyguard was dragging him off his feet and scraping him along the ground. He nearly went off the side of one of the bridges and was only saved by the tentacled whip staff of Ilvara, who laughed as he was pulled back from the edge.<br/><br/>"He's so eager to be going", she said in Common that from the sounds of it she'd learned from a teenage girl. It was far too peppy sounding for a Drow. Her tentacled staff flickering at the air as if eager to lash out as she went on "But he'll be staying a few more days yet. I have some most excellent news for you all though. Some of you are getting out today!"<br/><br/>Unlocking the cell, the smug looking pretty boy that was Ilvara's right hand stepped into the cell, sword in hand as he pointed out everyone in the cell except the Gnomes and waved them out. The frog like Shuushar took some prodding before he even noticed they were there, which earned him a kick. A kick that the frog man didn't even register, which earned him another.<br/><br/>"Oh stop it Shoor, you might as well try bully a stone" and she lead the way out of the cell and back along the bridge, through the place where Mikhail cleaned armor, inattentive guards were now paying much more attention and cards hastily cleaned away and out the other side onto the bridge overlooking the waterfall.<br/><br/>"Oi' took your time you coal faced bitch." came the voice of the worst cellmate any group had ever had the misfortune of sharing. Bound up in webs and hanging from a stalactite out between the bridge and the waterfall was good old Ront (http://i.imgur.com/COjp6YB.png). A half orc with an attitude as ugly as his face, Ront liked to fight anyone he hated and he found an excuse to hate absolutely everyone. He talked a big game, but outnumbered as he was in the cells he'd never actually started a fight with anyone except the dwarf prisoner Eldeth Feldrun  (http://i.imgur.com/07XkZUv.png)<br/><br/>Eldeth had the misfortune of being tied up right beside Ront and looking none too happy about it. "If you're going to kill us, do I have to die with this coward? I'd rather my ancestors never had to hear his lying tongue"<br/><br/>"Oi! Shut it half-pint, I'll knock your teeth out" Ront growled, struggling to try get free and doing nothing but bouncing the strand of web they were both on. "Say that to my face! I dare y-<br/><br/>He's cut short by a lash from Ilvara's whip, the tentacles stretching out across the divide to leave a bloody across the Half-Orc's face. He stares daggers at the Drow, but he shuts up at least. Far below in the shadows spider like things are moving along the webs far below, interested to see if they're going to be fed today or not.<br/><br/>"The quiet tomorrow will be blissful" Ilvara says, turning to the prisoners lined up on the bridge "So I imagine you're dying to hear what this is all about and I shall of course enlighten you. We simply cannot afford to keep you all anymore and so, we're cutting away the chaff. Our irascible Orc"<br/><br/>"Half-Orc you blind spider fucker!"<br/><br/>"Nobody cares. Our irascible Orc is clearly never going to learn his place and the Dwarf... well I just don't like dwarves. They're very preachy."<br/><br/>Eldeth opens her mouth to complain, but closes it when she realizes saying anything would just prove them right, so she settles for a good glare.<br/><br/>"Two sacrifices to Lloth is good, but she is a hungry goddess and I'd feel like she wouldn't answer our prayers if I didn't do at least a third. We've something special waiting for our traitorous kin" she says, stepping on the back of Sarith and forcing him to the ground again. He begins to spit out a denial but is silenced by that cruel tentacled whip. "So we need a volunteer. No, actually let's make this interesting. I want you to volunteer someone for me and none of this selfless sacrifice you surfacers love so much. It can't be yourself, volunteer someone else."<br/><br/>"The other dwarf!" Ront roared and is immediately shouted down by Eldeth.<br/><br/>"She's a halfling you idiot! How many times do I need to tell you we're not even the same race! Marthammor's Mercy could this death be any more undignified?"<br/><br/>"Well it's a start. Do you all agree? The Halfling sound good?"Ilvar said, casually leaning on her staff. "I'd feel like a true coward offering up the smallest of my own, but then I don't expect surfacers to know anything of bravery. So let's hear it. Who dies?"<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Map. You're on the bridge just to the North West of the number 9</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i.imgur.com/wYLPWDN.jpg)</div></div>