<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/MkdOVAW.jpg?2)</div><br/>Meeting her fellow condemned's eyes for the first time, she feels the same sense of abiding shame that she felt before.  They seemed decent enough...  how had they ended up here?  Were they victims of her rampage?  The young man certainly seemed her 'type', like the kind of man she would have sought after with dark, flashing eyes and a fierceness in his movements... but she didn't recognize him, nor he her, apparently.  The turquoise-haired young woman...  it was almost like she was manifested by some adolescent's wet dreams, almost too much to be believed.  Maybe she was a ruse of this realm-- meant to tempt and to disarm before destroying.  The third young woman, however, had the look of experience, which was something that Baudhiel seemed to remember.  Was she--?  no, she wasn't familiar, though something about her hinted at the vague memories of a lover that had escaped her.  Lovely and deadly.<br/><br/>She wiped her mouth with her hand and took a deep, resigned breath when they were dismissed to discuss among themselves.  "I think this is a cruel twist of justice," she said softly.  "I made a pact with a dark force once... I regret it, and I know the horrors that it caused.  But now, to be a servant to these... beasts?  This is too cruel..."  she sighed softly.  "I cannot remember the fall, only pain." The manacle chain jangled giddily as she lowered her hands.  "And shame.  I don't know that any of you did anything to deserve this... but I will help you, any way I can."<br/><br/>She clenched her fists, holding the shackles in front of her.  "If these come off, I can cast.  I don't know how much of my power I have left, but I can feel it still."  She spreads one hand on her taut lower belly, just below her navel.  "There's still magic in me, if I can summon it up."