(http://i1282.photobucket.com/albums/a533/stuartcollis/Mouse_zpsbde3qkm8.jpg)<br/><br/>OOC: Trying to merge as best as possible so Mousen can talk to everyone.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=227581.msg11182521#msg11182521">Quote from: Alhanna on 22-04-2015, 04:18:53</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Sarea stared at Mousen for a long moment, as if the shouting and events did not register. Then.... "Sarea," she managed, taking a cautious sip of the water. It helped focus her vision, cleared some of the fog. "...thank you."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>"Well met, Sarea.  And you are welcome.  It seems that Salmun-Ka wishes that I assist you.  Our paths are entwined.  To what end I do not know.  How may I be of service?"<br/><br/>tag - Sarea<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=227581.msg11179597#msg11179597">Quote from: Ixy on 21-04-2015, 04:59:40</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><br/>Steadying herself, Katyin takes half the food offered and studies it-- barely a palm full, but enough.  She nods, her face slightly away from the blonde man, her glimmering eyes finding his face after a brief dip of thanks behind her lashes.  "He did staunch the bleeding..." she says, though her words are fairly slurred still, she is clearly coherent enough to understand that much.  "Frail thing... she might have died otherwise.  We can... hope."<br/><br/>Though her knees sag a bit, the chain reminds her to straighten herself, and she has the presence to swipe her loose, matted hair from her face before she continues.  "There may be some rotten meat.  Sure as all the hells stinks like it."  She sniffs, wipes at her cheek, the pale blue-gray tattoos beneath visible under dried blood and grime.  "Klithini... maggots.  They eat infection.  Keep some if you find them, in case the wound poisons."  Despite the fog, her accent is clear... western tribes, no doubt.<br/><br/>At that, settles back against the stone, her bare thighs splayed before her as she sinks slowly along the cold stone to the ground.  "She is pretty.  Hells... so are you lot, some of you.  Why would they abuse pretty slaves?"  She snickers, rubbing one throbbing temple with her free hand.  "These slavers are animals."<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Mousen replied, "They wish to break our will.  It is natural.  Then we would be willing servants.  When prepared for sale, if we survived, we would be cleansed and healed.  It is their way."<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=227581.msg11179679#msg11179679">Quote from: Batman4560 on 21-04-2015, 05:30:14</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><br/>Was that woman a savage like he was? Akilu looked her up and down through his drugged eyes...those drugs were driving him nuts. He watched as the food was handed to him and instead of Akilu taking the food he slid it across the floor and started to growl loudly. He wasn't about to let himself be stuck here longer than he had to be. "Akilu no slave! AKILU FIND FREEDOM!" He bellowed loudly and started to foam at the mouth.<br/><br/>His body bulged up and his muscles started to grow. Akilu's eyes glossed over as the drugs pumped harder and Akiul flew into a wild rage. He tugged hard at his chains while his foot pressed to the wall and straightened. He did his best to rip the chains from the wall he was stuck to. "NO CHAIN HOLD AKILU!"<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Mousen shrank back at Akilu's temper.  He was grateful that the chains held.  Mousen was concerned that Akilu might tear off his head while berserking.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=227581.msg11181946#msg11181946">Quote from: Ixy on 22-04-2015, 00:59:46</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><br/>Meeting Volpen's gaze, she blinks slowly, the fog seeming to lift slowly as she makes out faces in the meager light.  "Katyin Deadcaste... once of the Akir."  She raises her chin a bit, staring through half-lidded eyes and speaking the words easily, one of many rote exercises, simple as making a fist.  "Once House of the Order, once blessed of Fa'ael."  The words are dark and simple, like her peoples' black towers on the desert horizon... their remote cities, their strange customs, their vainglorious honor that carries death within.<br/><br/>When Akilu begins to scream, Katyin knows better than to get too close.  "Don't try to calm him down," she says steadily, watching the powerful man's fighting his chains like a demon.  "He'll either wear himself out or he'll break the iron from the stone... but he won't quit until one of them is broken."<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Mousen asked, "How do you know these things?  By the way, I am Mousen," he told Katyin in his soft, squeaky voice.<br/><br/>tag - Katyin<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=227581.msg11180541#msg11180541">Quote from: AngelicBlade on 21-04-2015, 15:35:51</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><br/>Events passed quickly, Volpen thought the drugs had worn off but his reaction time was much much slower than he expected. He found that after he sat back down and closed his eyes he had a hard time opening them again. 'What the hell is this drug? Why is it so persistent? If only I had my herb pouch..." He shook his head suddenly to wake him self as much as possible.<br/><br/>He looked at the blonde man when he handed him a small piece of bread. Volpen's crimson eyes examined it and then the room. This seemed like the first time he'd noticed anyone else in the cell with him. Standing he walked over to the blonde kid and held the bread back out to him. "I apologize my friend, I had meant the girl no harm. I fear I cannot think very clearly in my current condition. If aught to keep your strength up if you're a doctor. That and I've trained my body to withstand hunger for many days."<br/><br/>He looked over at the tribal lady and the beast man. "Are you from the Western Tribes? Your accent is familiar to me for I've spent some time travelling with one of the tribes." When the beast man started to yell and pull on his chains Volpen examined him but couldn't think of a way to calm the raging barbarian.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Mousen told Volpen, "Your apology is appreciated.  I now understand that you meant no harm and that is all that matters."<br/><br/>tag - Volpen<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Now that her face was no longer concealed by her long, dark hair, she barely looked as if she was even twenty years old. Her features were young, but there was experience in her gaze, when it wasn't dulled by the sedative.<br/><br/>Sarea glanced at the others and frowned. "How... did you all end up here?"<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Mousen looked down and blushed.  "My own foolishness.  My own pride.  Salmun-Ka clearly is punishing me for it.  I am here to learn my lesson and do my penance."  He then looked up at the sky and asked, "Is that not it, Salmun-Ka?  Have I not learned now?  Will you now deliver me and this woman from this cell?  She should not be punished for my pride."<br/><br/>tag - all<br/><br/><br/>