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Sirius was not happy about his current situation. He'd dealt with criminal organisations before, but this was new. An it wasn't as though they were actually criminals either, these people with whom he found himself captive were, apparently, the authorities of the realm. Namely the island of Seketh.
He found himself cast into an oubliette, essentially a deep stone pit where prisoners are thrown to be left and forgotten, not a very pleasant place. But there were a few odd things about this, for one it was bigger than usual, for two they threw his mace down after him, and for three, he wasn't alone.
A woman he did not know, a human by the looks of her, was down here with him. If not for his intrinsic hatred of humans, he might have found her attractive, no, he would have found her attractive. She had odd, black tattoos on the edges of her face.
He didn't care to observe her further before picking his mace up and observing his surroundings. It was an oubliette alright, only there appeared to be a large door in one wall, a solid wall of wood behind a stone arch, no hinges, no handle, a portcullis perhaps? It was hard to tell.
He turned back to his cellmate. "And what are you in for?"
Amaya Thanatos
He found himself cast into an oubliette, essentially a deep stone pit where prisoners are thrown to be left and forgotten, not a very pleasant place. But there were a few odd things about this, for one it was bigger than usual, for two they threw his mace down after him, and for three, he wasn't alone.
A woman he did not know, a human by the looks of her, was down here with him. If not for his intrinsic hatred of humans, he might have found her attractive, no, he would have found her attractive. She had odd, black tattoos on the edges of her face.
He didn't care to observe her further before picking his mace up and observing his surroundings. It was an oubliette alright, only there appeared to be a large door in one wall, a solid wall of wood behind a stone arch, no hinges, no handle, a portcullis perhaps? It was hard to tell.
He turned back to his cellmate. "And what are you in for?"
Amaya Thanatos