The drow smiled his disarming smile again. His face, she now noticed in the better lichen-light, was thicker and heavier than the average elf but still had the high cheekbones and almond eyes she was familiar with. The combination made him strangely quite attractive by being more masculine.<br/><br/>"I know your name," he said. "Because you are one of three that I was assigned to capture. You just happened to be unlucky enough to find yourself alone first. Now be quiet I have one last thing to do before I can free you of your bonds."<br/><br/>He returns to the center of the room and kneels at a completely black obsidion rock sitting there. He twists at the top and she sees it come off like a lid revealing a strange red glowing rock. Suddenly she feels a slight dizziness that lasts only for a moment and when the feeling passes she is horrified to realize that she can no longer sense her magical powers!