"Don't worry," he said softly, "This is our healer.  It took some doing, but she's learned to leave the scars behind when we want.  So you won't have that long and painful wait for it to heal before we can use you properly."<br/><br/>He moved over, pulling at the elf's hair to guide her toward one of the hanging manacles and chains.  Drawing her up to her toes, he latched the manacle around her slender neck and stroked her hair one last time.  "That's right pet, I know how you love brandings..."<br/><br/>Then he turned back toward Felicity and stepped over to a table to once more begin removing his armor.  "You should remove those rags and throw them into the fire," he said quietly, "Any clothing you need will be provided to you... slave."