[Vile] Maiden of Pain's Redemption

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

*Loviana knows the Hall of Pain are an interpretation of Loviatar's afterlife, as filtered through the eastern roaming tribes' various deities. It is said that each person will confront utter helplessness, and only when they begged for death a second time were they dragged before the Pain Goddess for a reckoning of all the pain they had caused in their life. If it was greater than the good things they caused, they were cast down to be tormented and transformed into one of the goddess' torturers. If there was more joy in their life than pain, they were purified and let into the Blessed Fields. The Pain Goddess is said to sit in an iron throne atop an obsidian spire in the middle of the Hall, where she could oversee all the delights before her.*

 

[Brother Shatterstone]

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

Loviana frowns at the girls answer but she quickly races over to the girl’s side to set her free. Loviana’s eyes scan for trouble and maybe an iron throne atop an obsidian spire mind races, Girl, what did you get yourself into?

While she hopes that the girl can carry her own weight Loviana quickly offers the girl a hand, “Wira, I hope you don’t mind if we wait till later for proper introductions… Are you trained in the use of weapon and are you armed?”

Loviana lets her slightly worried eyes and attention wonder to the gate that was her way in hopeful that nothing had changed in the last few minutes…

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

*Scanning the huge plain, Loviana can indeed spot a tall spire, on top of which sits something. Perhaps it is an iron throne. The gate still seems to be atop the slope.*

"I am trained, with a dagger... I'm sure... *sob* she has plenty of those," the girl says, pointing to the body of her torturer with a terrible look in her eyes. Bending over her body, she takes a long, cruelly sharp knife from a sheath in her belt, and clutches it desperately in one hand.

 

[Brother Shatterstone]

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

Loviana nods her head in approval while glancing briefly to see if Wira’s has any footwear for the treacherous slope that leads to freedom, “Be strong Wira and stay with me… We’ll be safe soon.” I hope.

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

*Wira's feet are bare and bruised. They'd probably be slashed to ribbons on the shards of the slope without some kind of protection.*

 

[Brother Shatterstone]

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

“Wira, you’re going to need something on your feet.” A slight nod towards Wira’s former tormentor shows Loviana’s solution, “I doubt she’ll be needing hers anytime soon.”

With growing impatience and worry Loviana waits for Wira while watching for more servants of Loviatar…

OOC: If Wira finds some footwear without interruption than Loviana will lead her back to the treacherous sloop.

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

*Wira still shudders, but manages to pull off the wrappings from her torturer's feet and wrap the tough leather around her own. Above, Loviana notices some black specks are flying from the spire. As they get closer, she realizes they are ravens, the symbols of death.*

 

[Brother Shatterstone]

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

Hoping to make it to the small craigs that populate the way to the gate Loviana grabs Wira’s hand while whispers forceful orders to her, “Come on girl we got to go now!”

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

*Wira sucks in a deep breath and begins to run with Loviana, heading toward the small craigs pointed out to her. The ravens draw near at shocking speed, and begin to dive towards the two figures struggling up the steep, slippery slope.*

 

[Brother Shatterstone]

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

Doing her best to bracer herself against the sharp and unstable ground Loviana draw Skada and prepares to defend both Wire and herself while she whispers in hope that Orshallan can hear her once more, “My beloved I could truly use your charming company right about now…”

OOC: Loviana will plan to attack the ravens as they dive towards them and while they attack them. When the birds pull back to gain altitude, or while they circle around for another pass, she will continue to scramble up the slope.