Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140426152128/@comment-24685738-20140428175621

Isis sat in silence, staring at Set. "Set...

Cyrus is right...

We shouldn't go."

Maria stared at the two Dremora holding her down.

A scamp sat in front of them, holding a whip, and an orb of some kind.

The Scamp laughed, in a high nasally voice. "So... Will you give in and join us upstairs?"

Maria spat blood in his face. "Go to Oblivion."

"That's fine with me. Guards?"

The Two Dremora locked her onto a rack.

"Whoever gets her to scream first, gets to give her to Aratius and get the honors. Understood?" The Scamp said.

The Dremora grinned evilly and closed in around her...