<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/9d/Lia.jpg)</div><strong>Neliamar Emeraldstar</strong>(https://docs.google.com/document/d/184eJ0BEgSyUVWups6TefgAbmdMwHovpXlKrG0cyeCj4/edit)<br/><br/>In the midst of all her fear and confusion, rage at being forced to drink from a dish like a dog kept Lia's anger at a rolling boil.  “Aye,” she agreed, “Let them send their finest.  We'll cut them down like chaff.”<br/><br/>She swallowed, though, fearing they'd be compelled to fight—not enemy champions or ravening beasts or enraged animals—but fellow captives.<br/><br/><div align="center">*   *   *</div><br/>The men who came to collect them faced the full fury of her golden eyed glare.  Lia shook off the man who tried to pull her to her feet and rose on her own accord, arms still shackled behind her back.  She walked with all the dignity of a queen in full regalia, and any who met her eyes felt her hot boiling rage.<br/><br/>