Of Beasts and Knights

the beasts almost drag the bound elf slave with them through the gate of the bretonnian city, the walls and such defaced with chaos iconography

*He stumbles after them*

Before long, in the crowd he spots someone who stands out. A young woman, not clad in the typical norscan raider gear, nor is she huge and bulky like one of the warriors of chaos, but rather normal, clad in slightly unique looking plate armour, a sash around her waste. the moment she sees him she glares at the beasts that drag him along.

*The elf watches her, wondering why an empire trooper is standing free*

before long, he gets shoved into a makeshift cell, the door locked behind him. Hours pass, and night falls.

*He passes out, huddled against the wall in his rags*

eventually he hears a bit of a commotion, before he sees his guards drop dead

*The elf slowly rises to his feet and looks at the room outside his cell*

the woman from before is stood at the bars
'what have we here then?'

OOC: Oh hello bushy's new profile picture... so.... do you come here often?

*He steps into the light*
OOC:(to Gor) She probably doesn’t know he’s a wood elf. (Rae) Do you like her??

"Who are you?"

*He gives her a slightly confused look, as if he doesn’t understand a word of what she says. And then he looks to a side and points at his ear.*

“Asrai”

"aaah... communications barrier I see. *she unties her sash and shows him the remains of her stirland uniform*

*He looks at it for a moment and carefully replies* “Man”

*they both hear heavy footsteps and loud talking coming from outside*

she ties the sash again before turning towards the noise

*She recognizes the rough drawl of Heigen, and then, the heavily accented tone of Vorstan*

Heigen: "I told you, you must've banged your head proper this time."

Vorstan: "Ye of little faith."

Heigen: "Fuckin sorcerers and your visions n shit."

she calmly rests her hand on her sword hilt

*The Elf slinks back into the darkened corner of his cell*

*Heigen pushes the door open.* "See? nothin but..."

Vorstan: "Hah. Hah. Hah."

Heigen: "The lass killing beastmen." *he adds lamely.*

Vorstan: "I did tell you something was happening. In this specific house." *smugness perforates every word.*

"...unexpected"

Heigen: "What're you doing?"

"You know me. I got a grudge."

Heigen: *shrug* "You can deal with it when the big ones get pissed"

Rosa: like they could do anything to me. Also was curious about this one. *gestures to the cell*

Vorstan: "This one?"

Rosa: slave they dragged in. Elf apparently.

Heigen: "Pathetic knife ear, unsurprising he was captured."

Rosa: maybe. *vorstan notices a look in her eye. he knows the one. rather annoyed/angry one*

Vorstan: "Is it something particular about this prisoner?"

Rosa: don't know yet. Thought I'd talk to 'im. Having a communications breakdown though. Language barrier.

Vorstan: "Hmn. A indeed a problem."

Rosa: you're magic, think you could help?

*The elf stands there watching the humans with little interest*

"I could read his mind. I doubt he would enjoy the process."

Rosa: that all?

"It could send him insane."

"how grand"

Heigen: "And... thats a problem?"

"maybe"

Vorstan: "So...." *Looks at the elf* "Do i?"

"hm...any other ideas?"

Vorstan: "No."

She turns to the elf
"Can you understand us?"

*He shakes his head, gesturing that it’s a slight understanding*

Rosa pauses, thinking for a moment...
"Heigen...when I did the fire sword thing, what did you say it looked like?"

Heigen: "Like elf shit."

"hm...maybe..." *she closes her eyes for a moment*

Heigen: "What're you doin?"

She takes a deep breath, then turns to the elf.
"Is this better?" she says in marginally okay elvish