Eyista barely moved, knowing that if the fey wanted, she would break her, but she could not get the mental picture of the broken mermatrons swimming around out of her minds eye. A real fear to ever female in the tribe, and her she was, being 'trained', a horror that she had avoided since her first spell song.<br/><br/>She did not react to her body betraying her, her mind to busy drifting in the memories of what the merrows and the... thing, had done to her. She desperately wanted to be left alone, and to go home, even though that chance was gone forever.