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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Festy_Dog" data-source="post: 2433705" data-attributes="member: 2561">Ba'aktar's mind struggled to draw links between what happened last and where he was now. He gave up not long after. This was an unpleasant turn of events, and would not have happened had he not decided to try helping those children. A lesson learned. He rested his head in his hands and tried to think despite the weird wailing that was going on somewhere outside his cell.Something was bothering him. He could remember it from some time ago, but couldn't place a finger on it because it had been too long... his finger! The ring was gone. It must have been hunger he was feeling. He had had the ring for so long he had forgotten what it was like to be hungry. It had been an invaluable tool, not having to pay huge amounts of money for food which was usually hardly worthy of the price.Ba'aktar got to his feet and meandered to the wall of bars. He tried to get a bearing on where he was. The man in yellow robes had taken him somewhere, he could only assume, or he was left for dead and picked up by someone else. He'd find out soon enough. Nonetheless he was effectively naked, and feeling worse than last he could remember, and he had been pretty cut up then.</blockquote>