<strong>CONTINUED JOINED POST</strong><br/><br/>...and found himself at the bottom of the stairs. Large, white stairs carved in marble with skill. This was the fastest way to the upper floor and as difficult as it may seem to a wounded prisoner to climb the huge staircase, it was the only way out..or in, depending on his point of view. ‘till now Thane was lucky enough not to meet any of the dungeon guards who were without a doubt making their way towards him by now. Should he linger any longer the prospects would prove gloomy. At the end of his efforts the Black Baron will find a chance to rest and recover…maybe fate was favoring him all too much after all. Maybe his gods were above fate.<br/><br/><strong>The Queen with <del>The Mangy</del> M'Gul</strong><br/><br/>As Callisto took the fae with her, the Queen didn’t glance their way albeit the fact that her thoughts were focussed on La’cael’rah.  She knew Callisto well enough to trust that she won’t do anything to the fae that might upset her, but with her erratic mind pattern one could never know.<br/><br/>M’Gul’s bestial voice made her look his way once more, forcing her gaze to his large back, to the beautiful horns adorning his head and finally to his hands who easily made their way to her hips. He sniffed like a dog..worse than a dog, in one slow gesture which gave her the shivers.<br/><br/>“Such a proud beast you are…” she added backing away to take a better look at him. Even kneeled he was still large enough to make the whole place seem smaller.  Suddenly the air felt denser, as if the two of them breathed more than when there were four living beings standing there. The red cloak was still on her shoulders keeping her warm and still it did not match the warmth of M’Gul’s fur.<br/><br/>“…I offer you the chance to serve me.”<br/><br/>If the creature kept on disregarding her desires even after that short display of power, the Queen would have surely ordered that his head be stuffed and made into a wall mount for the Red Chamber. Now that he proved capable of docility, she was sure there might be a use for him in this circle, especially now when the second layer was empty and most of her followers were free to roam the earth.<br/><br/>She doubted he would refuse. From the Queen’s point of view, anyone having to serve in the third layer was doomed to an eternity of boredom. The sinners prone to gluttony where always begging for more, while her own were always pleading for less. In her circle lust was empowering and complex, while in the third layer, sensuality was empty and cold, overindulgence ruled and the gluttons were forced to lie in a vile slush produced by ceaseless foul.<br/><br/>She stepped back once more and headed for the exit, beckoning him to follow and giving him time to think about his answer. A rare gift from her part, but she wanted a straight answer…an honest one. The Queen no longer needed to be served unwillingly, she wanted followers who loved their job and who felt that they belong here. Suzafan was not the only demon who came from another layer to offer her loyalty. There were others who found the second circle enticing enough to stick around for longer. Most demons came down here to seek release and pleasure with the succubi only to go back to their duties shortly after.<br/><br/>Soon enough she entered another space, so much similar to the one from which they came. This one however was filled with steam and vapors rising from the large pool covering two thirds of the ground, while the rest of it was covered in moss. The Queen let her cloak fall on the soft green floor and stepped in the water, grateful for having such a luxury. M’Gul really needed a bath and she really didn’t want to force one on him when she could just as much enjoy herself.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>