[Vile] Maiden of Pain's Redemption

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

*The dark haired girl has finally broken down enough to pick her poison, as it were, and leans forward to the shard-studded water flask. Her torturer laughs, and jams it into her face, piercing her lips, even as water pours down the poor girl's throat. Blood and tears mingle and fall from her face to splatter in the dust.*

*Do you enter? Do you dare? Or do you retreat back to the world of light above?*

 

[Brother Shatterstone]

Loviana: Half-Nymph/Female (Unfettered/Bondblade)

Loviana closes her light blue eyes as she shakes the morbid curiosity away, though she was unable to escape the painful scene do to the painful screams and inhuman laughter, I’ve causes so much pain and suffering in others…

As she tried to close herself of from the spectacle that was below her Loviana’s thoughts turned to Orshallan. Shame and love fill her as her cheeks go wet but so does determination, Beloved I know what you would do and I also know what you would want me to do, but its time I show someone compassion… Its time for me to change.

Inching closer to the gate, while looking for the safest way down, Loviana makes her beloved one last hopeful but uncertain promise, My dear, I will return to your arms.

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

*Orshallan's return thoughts seems distant, but there is one clear thing, a burst of love and support for her. Looking down the shard-covered slope, Loviana sees although the shards are loose and make for treacherous footing, it would not be impossible to make one's way down the slope. Occasionally small craigs poke up through the slope, enough to make scant cover while working one's way down the slope.*

 

[Brother Shatterstone]

Loviana: Half-Nymph/Female (Unfettered/Bondblade)

After breaking out in a small silent smile at Orshallan’s over welling support Loviana turns serous as she starts her slow and cautious decent into what could very well be hell…

OOC: Please note if she can no longer feel Orshallan's presence when she crossed the threshold of the gate.

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

*As Loviana crosses the gate, Orshallan's presence disppears from her mind. She skids just a little, but her trained and practiced grace allow her to slowly make her way down the slope. The shards poke at her boots, but haven't penetrated yet. But it's clear that any prolonged walking on this surface would shread any footwear.*

*Cautiously she makes her way down the slope until she is hidden behind a craig just a short distance from the raven-haired girl. A rope attached to her neck is nailed into the ground, much as one would do to a horse. Her red-haired torturer has paused for a moment, placing the poker back in a bed of coals, and lingering over her choice of instruments for her next "game." The girl knees in the dust, her hair shielding her face from view, blood dripping into the cracked earth at her feet.*

 

[Brother Shatterstone]

Loviana: Half-Nymph/Female (Unfettered/Bondblade)

The lost of Orshallan’s presence from her mind confirms Loviana worst thoughts, alarmed Loviana stops and considers if maybe Loviatar knew her far better than Loviana did and that the dark Goddess of Pain and Suffering had arrange a clever trap that Loviana, in her arrogance and desire for repentance, would simply walk into but Loviana had always been determined and she soon continued down the path with a cold and grim resolve.

Loviana had met many of Loviatar’s faithful in her years and she silently hoped that the redheaded torture was like so many she had met and shown scorn too. She had called them the “big sadist,” not for their ability to hurt others, as far as Loviana was concerned anyone could hurt another, but for their inability to enjoy the pain that was inflicted upon them… Their begging and pleading had always disgusted Loviana and she had never cut them any slack nor would she this time…

With a flick of Loviana’s wrist Skada flashed towards the red-haired tormentor, not to hinder her movements but to do grievous bodily harm.

OOC: Hopefully that’s a full round of surprise attacks. Loviana will declare the redheaded tormentor as the one opponent for her dodge bonuses.

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

*The red-haired woman is entirely surprised, not expecting pain to be inflicted on her, not here, where she was the master of such things. Skada lashed across her back, shoulder, and neck, ripping deeply each time. The final stroke across the neck must have severed the mighty vessels therein, and a huge gout of blood floods from her mouth and nose as well as her grevious wounds. With a choaking gurgle, she falls into the dust, the blood rapidly soaking into the dry soil.*

*The girl looks up in surprise and abject fear, and gives a whimper of pain, certain she is to be next.*

"Please... please don't hurt me any more," she cries softly.

*None of the others seem to have noticed the carnage... then again, carnage seems to be this place's stock-in-trade. Such things are commonplace.*

OOC - Three successful sneak attacks for 61 points of damage. w00t!

 

[Brother Shatterstone]

Loviana: Half-Nymph/Female (Unfettered/Bondblade)

Keeping low in the effort to keep her element of surprise Loviana scans the area for any immediate threats to her or the raven-haired girl.

Satisfied that everything is safe, or as reasonably safe as possible, and that Skada will warn her if anything approaches Loviana turns her compassionate blue eyes upon the young girl while at the same time as she studies her new ward.

“No… No more pain for you darling.” Loviana hesitates not sure if she should rush to free the girl or to try and win the girl’s trust, “Do you have a name? Do you know where we are?”

Glancing at the girl’s bonds with her eyes Loviana moves her head as it to suggest something, “If I remove them can you help me help you?”

OOC: Wow, I love the unfretted.

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

"I have... yes, I have a name. Wira Weyrnsdot... We're, we are... the halls of pain, hell of the underworld, I remember hearing about it in my grandfather's stories," she says, shaking her head as if in a daze. "I will help you, please let me loose!" Wira seems pathetically glad at the offer of freedom.

 

[Brother Shatterstone]

Loviana: Half-Nymph/Female (Unfettered/Bondblade)

OOC: Does Loviana herself known anything about the “Halls of Pain?” Knowledge: Religion + 8; Knowledge: History +8