Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-11457306-20140706152951/@comment-11457306-20140708235417

Praestus was amused with Sysene's antics. He stood back and watched from the shadows as she had Tegan removed from Bjolmar's cell. When she left, he strolled down the cell block, taking note of Bjolmar's rage. He passed Verri'Anna's cell and frowned. Something bothered him about the Elf. She was entirely too calm and collected. She sat on her plank, legs drawn up, sitting crosslegged, eyes closed and head tilted back. She did look as if she was praying. It irritated him. He might have to see what he could do to disturb her serenity.

Then he moved past, to where the new female Nord had been placed. She lay back on her hard bed, knees bent and eyes closed.

He furrowed his brow in puzzlement. Where was the little blond he had been watching? Hadn't she been here before? She was nearing the end of her usefulness and he had plans for her...

He turned to a guard. "Where is the woman that was here?  The blond--Saga, I think was her name."

The guard came to attention. "I believe she was taken to the infirmary, Lieutenant.  Collapsed in the mines, I think."

Praestus turned on his heal and walked quickly back down the cell block. He hoped he was not too late.

When Tegan heard Praestus' voice, she broke the link. Verri'Anna came to herself suddenly and gasped as she saw the Lieutenant stride by her cell.