Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140426152128/@comment-3293219-20140427180317

The Slaver Leader raised his hand as Cyrus began to draw on the gates, not long after doing so the young Imperial's collar began to emit a green light. Cyrus suddenly froze on spot, his back stiffened before he keeled over to the floor as he had been hit by some sort of paralysis effect. He hit the ground and rolled around for a brief moment before the guards closed the gates and went to collect him, much to the Man's amusement.

"Isn't that just fantastic? Every one of those collars has a paralysis enchantment, just waiting to go off and as soon as my wizard friend is given the signal...

Poof!" He finished by placing his hands behind his back and nodding, with a smile as Cyrus was placed by Isis' feet before being released from the collar's effects.

"Of course, we'll only need such an enchantment if you make it that far, we have..." He stopped, to do a quick count in his head, though it was obvious that he already knew.

"Over one hundred armed guards on site and they'll chase you down and smash your legs in before you even make it half way.

So, escape? Not an option and it’s not something I would try, unless you're eager to get your ass beaten beyond recognition."

