Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-10197675-20131128185142/@comment-24123288-20131130175519

''Eugh who knew rags tasted so horrid? ''

Eilonwyn sighed inside her head. Her rambling seemed to annoy her captor more than Tyranil himself. It annoyed the copy so much that he had disappeared for a minute before returning with a piece of cloth he tied over her mouth.

Shackled to the wall and now gagged, Eilonwyn was beginning to lose hope.

He'll be in my head again soon...I can only pray to Talos that I'm strong enough to hide what I know from him...