Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24685738-20140729234006/@comment-5735114-20140801192117

(Gotta go to town to eat me some food!)

Sanira sat in a tree on a low branch, swinging her feet back and forth and thinking of nothing in particular. It was a nice day in Valenwood; warm but not too hot, with the sun shining through the canopy of leaves when it could.

The wildlife was active, with various sounds of the forest audible if one listened carefully. Birds were the most obvious, but quiet croaks of small frogs and other such animals could be heard. Well, that and one other thing...

"Please let me go!", cried a voice from above Sanira, which was already getting hoarse.

The Bosmer looked up, seeing the desperate and bloodstained face of a recently acquired captive. He was from a puny village, only two or three families, and the prisoner of the Madwoman was a young Bosmer, only in his early adulthood.

Sanira sometimes asked herself why she did this. It was rare, but the occasion did come when her moral compass ascended from 6 feet underground. However, she didn't think much or deeply, and quickly pushed the ancient fragment of humanity back down deep.

Oftentimes, the only answer she could salvage was, "It's what Solaris would do." She would never remember why he might do so, but if it was what he'd do, Sanira didn't mind at all. After a while, it became rather fun, actually.

Looking up at the young Bosmer, Sanira's face twisted into what was once a smile. There he was, hanging upside down from a tree, ready to fall to his death, yet the Bosmer was worried that 'smile' might get to him first.

"Please..." he whispered, beginning to cry. "Please, please, please," and so on he went. This is the part Sanira didn't like. Once, she'd let a prisoner go. Back when she had morality. But then she looked at Solaris, and immediately burned with embarrassment and shame.

Now, she got around that by throwing her axe at her victims. And so, she did, the incisor of the jaw fragment that was Sanira's weapon missing the Bosmer by centimeters, instead slicing through the thin rope that held him aloft and impaling itself into the tree.

Sanira jumped off the branch just as her prisoner landed on it head first. His lifeless body then fell off of that branch took and landed right in front of Solaris.

Walking over to the corpse, Sanira gleefully began to tear him apart and stuff her mouth with her food before insects got to it. A deed of Solaris, and lunch all in one. Fun times, indeed.