Captured Mind|Ekaitz

[Northen Light36]

Mathew smiles coldly and says, "Good girl." He knows that Alexandria doesn't mean it, but it's still the first step. "Now, are you hungry, slave?"

[Kender Bard]

Alexandria didn't think so, but she nodded anyway, beginning to grasp where this was going. "Yes... master." She glanced in Saph's general direction, wondering if she'd get more help.

[Northen Light36]

Saph manages to give her a slightly reassuring smile as Mathew nods, his expression cold. "Very well. Then I will allow for a little food to be brought to you, even though you haven't earnt any."

'Thank him,' Saph mouthes.

[Kender Bard]

"Thank you, master," Alexandria mumbled. She thought he'd deny her. From the sounds of things, she'd better eat it even if she wasn't hungry.

[Northen Light36]

Mathew nods coolly and walks out of the basement dungeons. From across the hall, Saph gives Alexandria a weak, sad smile. "Welcome to hell," he remarks tiredly. "I'm Saph. How'd you get dragged in here?"

[Kender Bard]

Alexandria shuts her eyes tight for a few moments. When she opens them, she seems to have a bitter grip on herself. She couldn't use her ability for much without her signs, but she could at least manipulate her sense of awareness without touching them.

"I was having a conversation with a gentleman who offered to carry my things into an inn. I turned my back to him a moment to readjust a strap on my pack. When I turned around, he had a wet rag in my face. Then that's all I can really remember. It's potent stuff, whatever it was. What about you? I'm Alexandria by the way."

[Northen Light36]

I got mobbed on the boarder of Naurorod and Maelstrom," Saph replies bitterly. "Tried to fight them off, but without my brother I don't stand much of a chance when facing Storms." Saph chuckles darkly. "Still, managed to see to it that one of them will have trouble using a sword again. Didn't help much, they overpowered me, beat me senseless every night on the way here and then Mathew danced a jig when he saw me. Now I'm just rotting in here, waiting for Mathew to get bored of toying with my brother and wife and excute me so he can send my head to the King and Queen."

[Kender Bard]

Alexandria grimaced. "If you're situation is so hopeless, why don't you try to escape?" she asks, looking around. She understood the place was probably secure, but the Mind normally had trouble grasping the idea of a place that could hold her for long. With that thought, she started to reach to the bandages around her sign to pull them off but gave a little gasp of shock as she felt a tug on her own skin - the slaver had stitched the coverings right to her face over both signs.

[Northen Light36]

Saph watched, wincing in sympathy. "What are your signs?" he asked curiously, knowing that if she was a water or wind, the slavers wouldn't have gone to such lengths. During his months here, Saph has learnt all too well how the slavers opperate. "And who's to say I didn't try?" he adds, slowly moving so his legs are in the light. The sight reveals his feet look as though Saph had jumped into a campfire.

[Kender Bard]

Alexandria gives a little gasp of horror, recoiling and turning her face the other way until her stomach settles down.

She wasn't a noble exactly, but she was genteelly born and bred in Mentis. This was her first taste of a harsher life experience.

After a moment she looked at him again, carefully not looking down. "Mind," she said. "Dual-mind."

[Northen Light36]

Hissing in pain, Saph moves his feet back into the shadows, though the look he gives Alexandria is merely tired and sympathic. "Mathew probably paid a fortune for you," he comments. "Listen dear, he's a three signer and has a foul tempter. Trust me when I tell you your best chance for getting out of here is to be quiet, do what he tells you and generally treat him with fearful respect. He likes that, the sick bastard."

[Kender Bard]

"I'll do my best," Alexandria whispered. "Is there.. Is there anything I can do to help you in any way? Even if it's to make you more comfortable?"

[Northen Light36]

Saph hesitates, then nods slowly. "If Mathew does bring you any food, think you could share a little?" he asks. He hates to take food from someone else, but it's been days since he was last fed and he's dizzy with hunger.

[Kender Bard]

"Of course," Alexandria whispered. "I'm not even all that hungry really. You can have most of it if they don't catch me." She shuts her eyes and decides to just rest. Her delicate control was slipping and soon she'd be asleep.

[Northen Light36]

Saph curls up, retreating back into the shadows of his cell and closing his eyes. Even a conversation was exhusting when he was so weak and ill.

Mathew doesn't return for several hours, and when he does, he's holding two bowls of a soup that's pretty much water with a few moldy bits of carrot in it and a equally moldy peice of bread. "Want your dinner, Mind?" he asks, setting down the tray and thumping the cell bars with his cane.