<strong>Diadra Starborn</strong><br/><br/>When Diadra finally woke again, she glanced around and instinctively whispered. "Oh, shit.  Not<em>again...</em>"<br/><br/>Cringing slightly as she looked at the drow, she swallowed hard as she tried to decide what to do.  A very brief attempt to escape the ropes proved that escaping them was impossible for her skills, and she sighed, slumping slightly.  After a few moments she asked, resigned to still more torments. "And what are<em>you</em>going to do to me?  Why in the hells does this keep happening to me..."