Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25146201-20140322040911/@comment-11457306-20140328032330

"Help me how?  By dying?" Daria stepped forward to the cell door. "If I had chosen you to fight you might have died.  I could not take the chance.  I would have died either way, so it would not have helped me.  No, this was not a matter of trust, Dral.  This was my choice not to endanger my allies.  You can do without me.  I cannot do without you."

She reached out and pulled the cell door shut. "Re-chain it so that it looks locked, Raelynn.  It is better that Lex thinks I am under his control.  Although I would appreciate a little water and a bite of bread if you can find some.  Especially water.  I'm really thirsty, " she said a little wistfully.

She looked again at Dralnach, as if she would say something else, but then just shook her head. She turned and went back to her hay pile and lay down with her back to them. This time the tears did come. But she cried silently.

(Good night.)