<hr/><div align="center"><em>Abigail sacrificed for the Rituals of Arkane</em></div><hr/><br/>Feeling the waters rush her again she cried out before taking in a deep breath and was soon shoved back into the depths. The onslaught of waves pushing her hard against the column, tiring her out and holding her down all the same. Finally she looked up from beneath the crashing torrential waters to see the man coming toward her. He did not seem to be as affected by the onslaught of would be tidal waves as she was. True he was soaked and battered but seemed to have a strength to withstand it better than she.<br/><br/>As he was stripped of his clothing and she already naked, she watched him in amazement of his form. The sirens echoing in her ears with their songs, lulling her as the sea continued its assault to keep her held in place. She gasped for air when she could find it and wondered just how she could hold each breath as long as she did, fearing the darkness of unconsciousness would soon welcome her and leave her to his mercy. Every bit of will Abigail had within her held her resolve to withstand the torture these elementals threw at her.<br/><br/>As the air was formed around both she and the man she gasped some and looked to him. Her dark hair soaked and clung to her face and shoulders, down her back to kiss at her hips. She noticed the waves slowed their actions but she was still held, bound in place before this man who, Abigail had thought to be a savior of sorts moments before. She looked downward and noticed the obvious intent now. The thickness that stood erect for this sacrifice. The undeniable virgin sacrifice to the sea in a way she had never heard of or thought to be possible. She trembled and tried to break free of the bindings. Her weakened state left little in her to fight against but she still called out to him.<br/><br/><strong>"Please.. no..you.. you can't... The Lord of the Castle would not be pleased.. you mustn't..."</strong><br/><br/>She hoped her pleas would at least give him pause to think of his actions, though little did she know that he didn't care what she said. He was intent on completing his ritual with or without her cooperation.<br/>