Kynrind stood, rubbing her hands. After the forsaken cast she spell, she sidled closer to her sister.<br/><br/>Anoria groaned. Every part of her body ached and she felt weak. She started when she realized she was tied and began to panic.  Sucking in a deep breath, Anoria started to struggle when she felt Kyn's touch. "Sister, I'm here, " Kynrind said in their native tongue. "The forsaken has captured us, but is willing to offer us a deal." Quickly through the link, the premise of the agreement was explained and after it was done Anoria gave a tiny nod.<br/><br/>She didn't like it. Kyn didn't like it, but it was the best option avalible at the moment. Letting Kynrind's hand rest on her cheek, Anoria looked at the forsaken. "I will need some clothes. Carrying a half naked and singed elf through Shattrath will draw some attention. Where will I be staying?" She asked, her voice quavering only a little.<br/><br/>Kynrind looked at herself, grimacing. Her armor was charred and large pieces were missing. The repair bill was going to be hefty. Anoria was even worse. Neither was hurt, but her pale flesh was showing in many places, especially on her round bottom and almost one breast was entirely exposed.<br/><br/>"How will I get ahold of you again? It's not like I can stop on by Undercity to ask for your whereabouts," the huntress asked.