<hr/><hr/><strong>Volpen</strong><br/>(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/07/Angelicblade-character.jpg)<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><br/>Volpen sat with his back against the wall in an almost meditative pose. He thought back to a couple of nights ago to went he was captured. He should've realised something was wrong when the Innkeeper started acting so funny. 'Curse that fat greedy bastard...' Volpen thought before he sighed slightly and pushed the memory to the back of his mind. He calmed his rage that'd been building up as the days went by, he needed to be able to think clearly if he was going to get out of this, he also needed to be patient.<br/><br/>Volpen opened his eyes as soon as he heard the slavers near. They were dragging someone, a girl from the looks of it. From the look of it the girl had given the slavers hell before they could get her, Volpen smiled to himself. When the guards tossed the girl into the cell he noticed her wounds and his eyes narrowed at the Slavers as they hinted at their revenge plan. 'Disgusting beasts...' He thought.<br/><br/>Volpen stood and walked over to the woman before kneeling next to her. He looked into her Amber eyes as she struggled to keep conscious. Volpen smiled at her before she slipped into unconsciousness. He didn't know a great deal about treating wounded but he could at least wrap her wounds. He tore the sleeves of his shirt off and making them into strips and wrapping as much of her wounds as he could. After he'd treated her as best he could he stood again and retook his spot against the wall.