[Vile] Maiden of Pain's Redemption

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

*It seems as if it probably is normal wear and tear, but judging from the way the skin has grown, these rings haven't been removed in... years.*

"Terrible..." Orshallan says, looking at the mutilation with muted horror. "I do wish to help them, but in our own way. There are things I can do, sources I can inquire of, that could give us clues, hints, even the exact things we wish to know, if I ask carefully. What we could discover will be valuable to them, but I'm afraid if we give them too much, they will try to forcibly remove the church of Loviatar, which could provoke an nasty undeclared holy war..." Orshallan blanches at the thought.

 

[Brother Shatterstone]

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

Loviana replies by nodding her head subtlety in agreement like she just noted something more, to help pull off her secret communication Loviana quickly points out more details to the arcanist and other guards, “Yes, yes… It’s very old. Look, see how the skin has built up around the rings? That didn’t happen over a month or two, she’s been like this for years… No doubt willingly.”

Pulling away from Silversilk Loviana stands and declares her examination to be through, “Well boys, you can go about removing the rings by I’m not… If I wanted to touch a woman’s hood it would be my own or I wouldn’t be expecting a child…”

She merrily watches the disgust and revulsion in the room as she takes her place next to Orshallan, Really its a minor thing…

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

*Orshallan raises an eyebrow up, and controls his expression with an effort of will. The arcanist, however, makes an affronted noise, but has the good sense not to say anything. What could he say, honestly?*

"Do you know who has done this?" Orshallan asks softly.

"How do you know of such things? Few would know except one who belonged to these perverted circles!" the arcanist says, sounding angry.

 

[Brother Shatterstone]

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

Loviana gives Orshallan a knowing look before she turns to the Arcanist with a flushed look of anger and annoyance, “I know these things cause I’m observant… You should try it some time. Now I’m a girl of some modesty but if Lord Leshan has no objections than I’m willing to prove to you that my body lacks such torturous devices or the scars they would leave.”

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

*The arcanist blushes suddenly, realizing what he's said.*

"I apologize for my outburst. Now, would you please speak to that young woman you... rescued from below Silversilk's shop and determine who she is?" he says softly. If you decide to leave, Wira is in a small room nearby, which contains two guards, a table, and four chairs.

"I dare say I hope you would reserve your charms for those that truly appriciate them. The easily-disturbed young man isn't worthy of even the hint of your full beauty," Orshallan murmurs.

 

[Brother Shatterstone]

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

Up until now the arcanist had only annoyed Loviana but his blushing showed her only one quality, a complete lack of backbone that wasn’t just annoying it was sad and the look she gave him conveyed just that, I should have been the one blushing at the thought of being naked in front of all you “men” while you kissed and begged at my feet for just a glimpse.

“Fine, I’m willing to talk to the young girl but for her modesty, and yours, I will only do so with Orshallan in the room.”

OOC: I'm assuming that Loviana is under too much observation to reply back to Orshallan.

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

*The guards discuss, and then speak with one of their supeiors, and finally agree to your terms.*

*Wira has obviously been crying, and looks up frantically at the arrival of the only two people she knows and looks around desperately.*

 

[Brother Shatterstone]

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

Once the guards started talking which each other Loviana stole a few precious moments to inform Orshallan of the type of piercing that where done, why she thought they where done, and most importantly that she suspected that the piercing was similar to branding cattle in the eyes of one Lady Nightfang.

Loviana frowned inwardly, tears where a tool to toy and confuse the emotion of men, and the young woman’s cry feast would make Orshallan more willing to object to what Loviana wanted to do. Now she would need to manipulate the girl’s trust and that would take time that she didn’t want to spend.

Walking over to the young woman Loviana reassuringly touches her on her shoulder in a small hug, “Wira, its okay where here now… Are you okay? Where the guards mean to you in someway?”

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

"N-no, they w-were quiet. I w-as just s-scared! I didn't know if y-you were c-oming back!" she says, sobbing.

 

[Brother Shatterstone]

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

Two thoughts entered Loviana’s mind while she took Wira reassuringly into her arms, She’s either a damn fine actress or a legitimate emotional wreck.

Uncertain of which it was Loviana spoke reassuringly as she waited for the girl to simmer down, “Mira we wouldn’t abounded you like that, okay? I’m here and so is Orshallan and we won’t let any harm come to you okay?”

In no hurry Loviana waits patiently for Wira to cry herself out before address the true matter at hand, “Wira would you say I saved you from a fate worse than death itself?