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<Mike_Holmes> Aurora, having been handed off to the guards, is taken down to the cell by the pit. Interesting that the order was so specific. It must have come from Lectula... but why?" 06* Izzdaer bows deeply.
<Izzdaer> "I hope our offering was pleasing, Mistress Alba."
<Mike_Holmes> Izzdaer is now with Alba in the main dome of her lair. It is an ornate affair, with arches that look like spider legs going up to a bloated body at the top of the dome. Everywhere is the red motif, in cushions and curtains.
<Mike_Holmes> On the gallery on the second floor, some of the girls look down on the proceedings, staying out of their mistress' way, but still curious.
<Alba> "She is disobedient to the point of utter impudence. Have an ice cold barrel of water placed in her cell as a reminder of what can await her should she not adapt a more compliant attitude."
<Mike_Holmes> The floor, Izzdaer notes, is made of a huge engraved plate of bronze split in half. A moment later, he learns why. At some unseen signal from Alba, a bugbear slave in the corner begins pulling on a chain, and the mighty bronze valve begins to open, pulling the pair apart (one being on each valve-half).
<Mike_Holmes> Under the valve is a grid of bars that can be stood upon, except for a ten foot wide hole in the center.
<Alba> "I will not be disrespected in my own establishment."
<Mike_Holmes> Below Izzdaer can see a dragon with glistening black scales.
06* Alba grabs Izzdaer's face, applying a skight amount of pressure through the fingernails.
06* Izzdaer swallows.
<Izzdaer> "Mistress?"
<Mike_Holmes> Rylfein, having been put in the cell across the pit from Aurora can now see up into the dome and can hear some of what's going on.
03* D Weird? is now known as Rylfein
06* Rylfein sings a song softly to himself, head bobbing back and forth slightly, his still-painted hand idly drawing drawing across the surface of the cell.
<Alba> "You have friendly eyes, for one of our kind."
06* Alba lets go. "Can I offer you a drink...?"
06* Izzdaer blinks.
<Izzdaer> "Hum. Ah. Yes. Bloodwine?"
06* Izzdaer smiles in what he hopes is a disarming manner. He can't help but cast a nervous glance dragonward.
<Mike_Holmes> As Izzdaer looks down he notes both Aurora looking up from her cage, where she's been examining the dragon, and Rylfein in a cage on the other side of the pit, painting and singing.
<Mike_Holmes> The dragon seems quite comfortable lying in a short depth of brackish water that fills the central part of the pit
06* Alba moves to retrieve an elegant silver jug and two goblets.
<Mike_Holmes> Disturbing things float about in the water near the dragon.
06* Rylfein 's hand finishes drawing, and he gets up suddenly, as if waking up with a startle.
06* Rylfein twirls around himself, pacing quickly, eyes darting around, all like a caged animal.
<Alba> "I don't know you Izzdaer, and I rarely forget a face. Tell me. What occupies you? How do you spend your years?"
<Rylfein> "Chainbox! Chainroom! Everchains"
06* Izzdaer accepts a goblet, keeping half an eye on events pitward.
<Izzdaer> "I have the honor, meagre though it is, Mistress, of being apprenticed to Lightweaver Murkazad."
<Izzdaer> "I have spent the last few decades on patient research. Very dry work, for the most part, lady Alba, not perhaps of interest to one of your... enthusiasms?"
<Alba> "Have you ever been a brothel before?" 06* Izzdaer coughs gently.
<Izzdaer> "Not... such a place as this, no."
06* Rylfein stops turning around, stopping in the center of his cell with his gaze squarely on the door, biting on the lower part of his thumb.
<Rylfein> "The weakest link!"
06* Rylfein promptly walks up to the door, chewing deeper into the thumb, finally biting through to blood and smearing it over it in an arc.
<Alba> "Yes.. there is no other such place as this. Here we create fantasies, realise dreams, fulfil every little desire you have ever had."
<Rylfein> "Friend, friend! Chains begone!"
<Alba> "I can have you beaten by trolls, bled by blades, bitten by beasts. You could steal a glance at a nymph, hear a mermaid's song, watch anyone couple with anything."
06* Alba walks up close, to whisper into his ear. "So... what is it that you desire?"
06* Izzdaer stares straight ahead, and licks his lips nervously.
<Izzdaer> "Knowledge."
06* Alba snorts her derision.
<Alba> "There are many sorts of knowledge, apprentice. Have you lain with a woman, Izzdaer?"
06* Alba reveals a knife from inside the folds of her spidersilk gown.
<Izzdaer> "I... I.. uh, yes, that is, yes."
<Izzdaer> "Once. That is, one woman. Many times. ... Some.. times."
06* Alba smiles. "This dress... it needs replacing, I think. I shall have my spiders weave me another."
06* Alba takes the knife and slices her dress at the shoulders, so it falls to the floor.
<Rylfein> Suddenly, the door begins coiling and turning, as if it were a wild animal.
<Rylfein> The lock and the hinges creaked under tremendous pressure, as if the whole door wanted to escape as far away from Rylfein as possible.
06* Izzdaer opens his eyes wide, and looks, and then looks away... into the pit. "Mistress Alba?"
<Rylfein> The blood mark on the door seemed to spread and almost eat itself into the metal surface...
<Mike_Holmes> The dragon, which had until this point been curiously considering Aurora, turns to see what the ruckus is with Rylfein
<Rylfein> Until the door falls down motionless, and the blood evaporates as if it was never there.
06* Rylfein runs out, sucking on his bleeding, painted thumb, murming "thnkfrndthnk"
06* Rylfein looks at the dragon, eyes wide.
<Rylfein> "CHAINS."
06* aurora looks across the way, past the dragon, to the man she had paid little attention to before, so caught up in her own unpleasant thoughts as she had been. She watches the door twist and fall, and she runs to the door of her own cage, gripping the bars. "Free me!" she calls to him.
<Mike_Holmes> The dragon considers Rylfein's antics with curiousity.
<Alba> Alerted, Alba looks down and barks out (in Draconic): "Vael! Spray the escapee, stop my kitty from escaping!"
01<aurora> "Watch out!" Aurora calls to him, hearing her. "The dragon!"
<Mike_Holmes> The beast rears up, and a gurgling can be heard deep inside of it.
<Mike_Holmes> It releases a jet of white bubbly spray from it's mouth in frightening quantities. The bars of the cell sizzle.
06* Rylfein runs his teeth through the still-fresh wound in his hand, deepening it and letting the blood flow free, running and marking doors of the creatures captive within them, singing loudly as the trail of acid rushes behind him.
<Mike_Holmes> The acid keeps catching up and then falling behind. The dragon cuts the spray short, and tries another jet in front of Rylfien, but he has unpredictably turned face by then.
01<aurora> Aurora leaps back away from the front of her cell as he runs past and the dragon's acid follows him. Then, as the door twists and succumbs to his magic, she runs out, leaping over puddles and immediately making for the doorway they'd come in through.
<Mike_Holmes> Soon he has all of the doors marked and the magic takes hold.
<Mike_Holmes> They pop off their hinges, letting everyone loose, including Aurora.
<Mike_Holmes> A particularly scraggly troll emerges from one cell, it's eyes full of rage.
<Mike_Holmes> From another cell, three bugbears come rushing out.
<Mike_Holmes> From yet another cell, a very strongly built human comes out, covered in whip scars, his eyes wide.
<Mike_Holmes> A Deep gnome comes out of another.
<Rylfein> "Ahahahahahah!"
06* Izzdaer alarmed, entirely ignores the naked woman before him and digs into his robe for some paper notes, looking flustered...
06* Rylfein keeps running in a circle in euphoria, the now free all around him.
06* Alba screams, a growled sound with honeyed harmonics that promise uncertain death to anyone who doesn't come and fix this RIGHT NOW.
<Mike_Holmes> Alba's guards, lead by Guraza rally at the top of the stairs intent on stopping anyone from getting out.
<Mike_Holmes> The scene is pure pandemonium as Alba begins to summon up some mighty magic to put things back in place. The girls and boys on the second floor, seeing it coming, back into their rooms.
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