<strong>DM<br/>Maldur Hideout, Holding Cell<br/>Tag: Evita</strong><br/><br/>The holding cell is sparsly equipped, but there is a bed to sit on comfortably enough. What is not quite as comfortable are those bindings. not painful, but the overseer seems to know what she was doing, restricting Evita's movements and preventing her from completing spell-gestures.<br/><br/>Evita gets some resting in on the moderatly comfortable bed, if she wants to, it seems she has at least enough time to rest until Estrada is rested up too. Luckily, she ate earlier so she feels pretty good and recovered. She wonders what time it is now. Late afternoon of one of the crazier days of her life? Most certainly.<br/><br/>There is a knocking on the door after a while, with Hope standing there.. not to free her, but to look through a small, barred window into the room and muse.<br/>"Well, it seems now you are at my mercy.<br/>You still want to meet the one that made the contract on you? You realize they propably wont be nice.<br/><br/>They're not in Maldur either, I learned that much. The Overseer would rather we to travel tomorrow, with two of the other Sins taking over the situation here... say, I'm curious about the folks that managed to give Lady Sloth.. err.. Estrada.. some trouble, are they friends of yours?" Hope inquired, curiously.