02-09-2009, 06:02 AM
The half elf did not go down easily and soon drew a knife, and in the desperate struggle managed to kill four slaves and wound a ton more, but in the end she was left bloodied, bruised, bitten and hardly conscious on the stone floor, sprawled out, much of her leather armor torn away. Still she told him nothing, though it did not seem likely that she could now. her hand was in her pocket, thumbing the deadly plant within getting the spores on her thumb. All she had to do now was lick her thumb and she would die. Suddenly, there was movement from the other side of the cave. A man, torn up and bleeding, but alive, just now regaining consciousness. "What....what is happening?" He said, dazed, looking about confused.
