<strong>Ivette</strong><br/><br/>The monsters could only bind so many at once, leaving the other two girls to flee in seperate directions, one falling into the water to escape the creatures and the other leaping across it to another platform. "Stttuupid!?" The beast holding her replied angrily as it lifted her up off the ground.<br/><br/>It wouldn't have been easy for her to cast any spells in the state that she was in, wrestling with this beast, and even then she would have been restricted to those spells she could cast without the use of her hands. Perhaps they would leave her a better opportunity to escape later. The other two giants stood upright at their full nine feet of height, finally revealing in the light of the sorceress' pendant their natures. Scrag Trolls, it seemed... And the one holding her was unusually 'civilized' in its speech and mannerism. Perhaps it was born in captivity?<br/><br/>"Let's goooo. Beforee the oothers get here.." He said to the others' agreement. The 'smart' one holding her bundled her up in his powerful arms, pressing her close to his chest as he stumbled out of the chamber and into a hidden passageway. One of her girls was unconscious already, it seemed, and the other had screamed and shrieked until his felt the beast's hand, almost as large as her whole head, cover her mouth.<br/><br/>Grapple; 19. Should I not even bother to roll them for the troll just moving her?  ::)<br/><br/><strong>Dexter</strong><br/><br/>Dirae seemed to take great pleasure in watching him fret and worry, chuckling as he spoke.<br/><br/>Almost on que, as soon as the archivist finished wiping his face clean of his own spunk, there was a hard rap on the door to the captain's quarters. Her eyebrows descended angrily as she shouted, "What is it!?"<br/><br/>"Uhm... I think we're<em>drifting.</em>" One of the girls replied.<br/><br/>"...Yeah, so?"<br/><br/>"You should take a look at this, Captain..."<br/><br/>She sighed and hopped up to her feet, sultrily dipping her feet one by one back into her pants and pulling them up. She peered over and around the table to find her discarded clothes but gave up and just went back to her armoire to put on a fresh shirt. Dispensing with the need to button it up, she strolled out of her quarters, leaving Dexter with not another word.<br/><br/><strong>Ellen</strong><br/><br/>"You probably saw his ship on the way in. He's been waiting at the docks for a few days now." The man added, "Just give him that as proof of your affiliation with the guild."<br/><br/>He shifted uncomfortably in his chair, apparently more willing to get her out of his hair than to be of much assistance beyond that job. She studied the scroll carefully. It seemed to be a fair deal, although a clause about the potential need for a 'spontaneous small-scale expedition' was something of a concern.