The room she looked into was sumptuously furnished, filled with fine rugs, a huge, expensive looking bed, and a number of dim lamps. As the headboard of the bed she could see a device of gleaming steel, two holes in it just wide enough for one's arms to fit into in its center. From the top of the device spread two arms, into which fed a pair of chains. The chains connected to a pair of manacles, without keyholes, that wrapped around the hands of a young elven woman with golden hair and a full figure. She was entirely naked, and rather beautiful, and she blinked, glancing over at Savyna with a hint of fear, which turned to surprise and pleasure as she sat up a bit, her silver-blue eyes widening as she spoke. "You...you aren't drow! Please can you help me?"<br/><br/>((Sense Motive, DC 22 to notice that something about her manner is off, a bit too eager, almost.))