She awakened to find herself in a dungeon. The room was quite dark, being only dimmly illuminated by torches hung on the walls. She has been chained to the wall, iron shackles holding her arms and legs in place. Also there is a collar around her neck attached to a short chain attached to an iron ring limiting the movement of her head.
She was an Elven princess, captured by the army of the human country that was at war with her country. She was the heir to the throne and had just turned 100 years o d a couple of years ago, making her the equivakent of an eighteen year old human. She was doing an inspection of a border fort when the humans launched a surprise attack and took over the fort. The princess tried to flee, but fell down and a swift blow to the head knocked her out.
Scattered around the room are tables filled with impliments of torture and various torture devives on the floor. At the end of the dungeon there is a big wooden door that looks old, weathered, but sturdy. Then the sound of sturdy leather boots can be heard slowly going down the stone steps behind the door making a loud thud each time.
She was an Elven princess, captured by the army of the human country that was at war with her country. She was the heir to the throne and had just turned 100 years o d a couple of years ago, making her the equivakent of an eighteen year old human. She was doing an inspection of a border fort when the humans launched a surprise attack and took over the fort. The princess tried to flee, but fell down and a swift blow to the head knocked her out.
Scattered around the room are tables filled with impliments of torture and various torture devives on the floor. At the end of the dungeon there is a big wooden door that looks old, weathered, but sturdy. Then the sound of sturdy leather boots can be heard slowly going down the stone steps behind the door making a loud thud each time.