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Way of the Wicked [PF] - ACT: ONE - Prison Break

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Mara looks inquisitively at Elasha regarding this mysterious visitor; knowing the elf as well as she did, she couldn't think of someone, at least off hand, who would brave this place to speak with her. She purses her lips in thought, wondering what the next few minutes would bring.

Seeing Kitria's concern, she snakes her prehensile tail towards the catfolk, lightly brushing the woman's thigh with the spade-shaped end. The chains on the wall and the distance prevented her appendage from reaching her pet's treasure, so instead she patted the fleshy/furry thigh as a sign of assurance.
 
The alchemist smiled, about to reassure the ladies of his abilities when the guards came in. The lean man watched with curiosity as Elasha was unshackled and dressed. "Seems like someone has freinds in high places," he laughed, "Be sure to throw in a good word for us!" As the elf was led away, he turned to the catfolk, speaking in a low voice in perfect infernal. "So, who's this Tigiri person?"
 
The guards have little to fear from a naked bound woman and thus don't take much notice of Elasha's glare. The elf was led out of the cell and past several other empty cells to the entrance to the cell area. Through a small room where the guards seemed to be holding up and into a room where a woman unfamiliar to Elasha sat.
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It's a woman of almost unnatural beauty. She's wearing a veil and her dress seems to be of the finest Talingardian make. Her hair is white, almost platinum, her eyes are green and she seems to have been crying.

"Oh, dearest," the unfamiliar woman proclaimed. "I’m so relieved you’re alive!" She quickly turned to the guard. "Could we please have a moment alone, good sir? For pity’s sake?" The guard went blank for a bit and then quickly agreed. "Of course, my lady. For you,’ tis no problem.”

There's no doubt that somehow this guard is under some sort of enchantment spell from this woman. After all Elasha should know a charm spell when she sees it.

"Have you forgotten me, dearest?" the unexpected visitor said with a smirk, dropping her pretense of grief. "Call me Tiadora. We possess a mutual friend who would like to meet you and your fellow cell-mates. Unfortunately, our friend is unwilling to visit you in your present rather shabby accommodations so it seems you must escape. Don’t be so dour. Just because it’s never been done before is no reason you can’t be the first."
"If you manage that, cross the moors on the outskirts of town. On the old Moor Road you’ll see a manor house with a single lantern burning in the second story. There our mutual friend waits. That is all I know. He did want me to give you this." She took off her silken veil and wiped away a few fake tears with it. "Something to remember me by, dearest." She said as she gave the veil to Elasha.
 
"I'll make sure the creatures of Hell feast on your flesh for what you have done" were her last words before she regained control of herself. An instant later Mara's tail was reaching for her sensitive thighs making her whole body shiver and let a small sigh but helping her relax so her furry tail entwine with her mistress'.

"Tigiri?" she turned to La'croise with a playful tone "I'm hoping you will meet her soon enough and satisfy your curiosity so no need to ruin the surprise now."
 
Looking over the woman, Elasha's eyes widened slightly, realization coming quickly to her, as she took the veil, lips pressing against the womans knuckles, as she speaks, her voice soft and promising. "It was quite unlike me to forget a woman of your beauty and generosity, to visit in a residence, as temporary and humble as this may be. Alas, I cannot offer the proper refreshments, nor the customary entertainments." The elven woman gives a sigh, looking for the most part sad. "They lack manners here I find."

Still, rising the veil to her lips, she would nod. "I will treasure it, keeping it close at hand, to remind myself of you." Even as she looks at the human woman, she would nod, message received, as she began to plot and scheme, though really, it would in part, depend on the.. number of guards, and the nature of her companions abilities.
 
Kiara had put herself up against the wall as the guard entered, baring her teeth at him in anger when he wasn't looking at her but otherwise keeping silent though her markings gave away the anger within. The brand on her wrist seemed to throb in time with her heartbeat in his presence, painful all over again despite that all but a distant sting had long since faded from the mark.

Then the guard dragged Elasha from the cell, and Kiara settled again before grimly beginning to experiment with the chains that bound her to the wall, then cautiously trying to stand up, though she wobbled dangerously with her feet still cuffed together. "'F I can ride my sea, I can do this..." She grumbled to herself, tugging on the chains again, looking for flaws in the metal but also seeing how they fell if she let her arms hang limp, or how they twisted when she moved in certain ways.

She kept one ear out for the guard's return though, and the moment she heard him, she sat back down, though now she fidgeted impatiently. She had an idea as to how she could at the very least get out of her chains...
 
Tiadora smiled at Elasha. "You are really a cute one. I can see how our friend would be interested in you." She was much more business like than when the guards were around. "You can keep it and maybe it'll help you. But really if you can't get out of this place by yourselves then you are not what our friend are looking for."

Back in the cell Kiara's attempt at the chains bore no fruit. The chains and the metal itself were too strong for anyone to break. They did however allow for some movement. Kiara and the others could stand up or sit down. But while sitting their hands would be above their heads. However it would be clear to La'croise that the locks themselves were not of the best quality. If only he had a set of picks he'd most likely be able to pick it, even with his hands in that uncomfortable position.
 
Elasha smiled at the woman, nodding. "I already have some ideas, though of course any information, primarily on how strong the guards wills are, would be most welcome in planning for mission success." Still, as she bowed, small smile on her face, she would feel the veil, checking for hidden items, even as her eyes moved around the room, just subtly, as she nods.

"And of course. A test of ability is a common first stage to any greater business deals, or offers of employment, so while the expectations are high, I trust that we should be able to at least met the expectations put on us at this time." She is quiet and self assured, but not arrogant, a calm matter of acceptance, as she meets Tiadora's eyes.
 
Tiadora gave Elasha a nod. Then she looked at the door, "Well it seems like my stay here is over." she said as the door opened. The guardsman came in and in the blink of an eye her act changed from that of a confident business woman to that of a sobbing and crying noble woman, "Oh no.. I can't take it. To leave you like this." She wraped her arms around Elasha's neck and kissed her on the cheek. The lips were cold and strange... inhuman?

She looked the guardsman in the eyes and said, "Thank you for letting me see my dearest. There's no reason for searching her. Just let her return to her cell as she is." The guards nodded. "It was a pleasure madam."

Tiadora looked Elasha in the eyes and gave her a smile. Then Elasha felt a presence in her mind and she heard Tiadora's voice telepathically, "Three days. Don't disappoint me dearest."

Elasha was led back to the cell. The guards however didn't take her clothes and they didn't search her. On her way back she noticed a reinforced cell further back in the prison where a large beaten and wounded ogre was chained.
[OOC: See NPC - Grumblejack]

Elasha was chained once again and the guards left extinguishing most of the light and left the prison area. However it seemed like they stayed in the room just beyond the cells as their voices could be heard dimly from time to time. However they were too faint to distinguish any words.
 
"Nya! You're back!" Kitira could hardly contain her joy as Elasha was returned to the cell, it was strange to see her not stripped away from the rags that covered her luscious body but as she guards seemed to be acting strange as before she did not mention nothing about it and waited for the guards to be further away. She didn't expect they would leave them all alone though.

"Seems like the purrfect time to escape now" Figuring a little guidance may prove useful to the aasimar as she had been trying to escape before, Kitira stretched towards her asking her to do the same so she was able to touch her.
"but I'm still intrigued who was that mysterious lady that came to see you miss Elasha, will you please enlighten us with the details of your visit?"
 
Nodding as her kitten speaks, Elasha waves the veil in her hand, as she looks over them. "Apparently, we have an offer of employment, if we can escape out current conditions, and make it to a meeting place in three days time." As she looks them over, she seems to be contemplating something, as she gazes over them.

Still, she would look over them, even as she tried to see if there had been a hidden set of lockpicks or key in the veil or clothes.
 
The veil didn't contain any hidden items.... that is in a way it did.

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The veil, a present from Tiadora​

The veil seemed to have several smaller pictures of various objects embroidered onto it. There was even the image of something that looked like a set of lock picks.
 
She would run her fingers over the embroidered lockpicks, hoping in a way, that it was some mystical means of hiding the items, and not a taunt.
 
La'croise cocked an eyebrow as Elasha spoke of their situation. So, somebody had a vested interest in them huh? The thin alchemist chuckled. "Well, we should get going then. Our new employer will be impressed if we get out in less time." He then eyed the veil in her hands. "Interesting gift. May I take a look?" He doubted it was just a simple veil.
 
At first Avara thought it just another playful but pointless toying and teasing, but thankfully she did not avert her gaze just yet, and as such was able to discern a hithero not existant purpose in the catfolks movement. The other wanted to make skin contact, and for a good reason it seemed. And so avara simply gave a wordless nod in her direction and in torn extended her own arm, slowly and with as little noise as possible stretching the chains to their limit until their finger tips would touch.

Once skin contact was established, the aasimar observed her neighbor in chains, curious but also clearly expectant.
 
Of course her stretch was flirting and teasing, the rhythmical wiggling of her sharing a pleasant view for all who were lucky enough to be on that side on the cell and able to see with such scarce lighting but there was a purpose beyond play on her as she had already made hr point before.

Spell being cast and skin contact being made a small divine guidance from hell was imparted upon the beautiful blonde, Kitira gave her a playful smirk and encouraged her action "Go ahead... ehm... sorry I didn't ask for your name, mine is Kitira, but will your try to escape once again, you may find it a little easier now."
 
"I am Avara"

She did not speak any more, instead concentrating on the task ahead. Hopefully this would not be interpreted as a lack of gratitude, but there simply was no time to waste now. Again the blond aasimar began her cautious systematic probing, shifting and wriggling of her slender limbs, once again testing the exact width of the manacles holding her. She had been so close before. Maybe now?

[Taking 20 on Escape Artist now should give exactly the 30 needed to escape manacles, unless they are masterwork]
 
Mara looks hopeful with this new development; quickly her mind begins racing to develop a plan for escape, if the veil proves to be useful. In a low, hushed voice, she looks to the others. "Provided this veil is our salvation from this place, we must quietly discuss what to make of the chance it gives us. What capabilities do each of you have to aid in escaping this prison? We must work together to have a hope of freedom."
 
Elasha smiled, looking at Mara, and nods at the others. "As an Inquisitor of Ardad-Lili, I have... several ticks at my disposal, including some skill at torture, interrogation, tracking, and of course, some enchantment ability."

Still, she did not disclose everything, just the relevant information to plan the escape.
 
La'croise gave a small shrug at being ignored, and decided to simply answer Mara's question. "I'm a man of science and many talents. I consider myself quite skilled with my hands. But. If you REALLY want to see what I can do, just give me access to some chemicals and I can cook up some really useful surprises for you." a wicked smile spread across his face as a gave a dark chuckle, just thinking back to the fire that brought him in here.
 
With the help of Kitira's spells, Avara wriggled free of the manacles. But she was not able to do it without the chains rattling quite a bit. The skin on her wrists was scraped a bit but she was finally free of the bindings.

Luckily it didn't seem like there was anyone noticing the monk's escape from her chains.
 
Even as the monk slipped her chains, Elasha would reach, for a lack of a better term, into the veil, aiming to retrieve the picks. While she could not use them, there was someone, regrettably male, in here that could.
 
A little busy at 'guiding' Avara's moves Kitira adressed the whole group too "I really didn't have much of a teacher but only in my dreams as my specialty is not common at all from where I come from... that of bringing forth creatures from the lower planes to do my will."

Then as seeing the tools were handed to La'croise she just added ashamed "I'm sorry I can't call Tigiri right now miss Elasha" she could only imagine how disgusting it would be for her to depend on a male to do this.
 
There is a smile on Elasha's face, as she smiles kindly towards Kitira, the tools passed to the alchemist. "Do not worry kitten. For this, we are using the male to our advantage. That it also happens to be to his own, without being properly owned is unfortunate, but understandable." There is the faintest edge of... disappointment in her tone, as well as disgust, as she looks over the male, but it is not directed towards her.
 
La'croise gave an amused chuckle and a shrug as he was handed the lockpicks. "I am getting the distinct impression nobody here likes me." he said, though he didn't sound offended by it. His red eyes then focused on the locks as he began to work. The angle would make the work uncomfortable, but he could do it. These guys really skimpt on lock quality. [taking 20 on Disable Device to pick the lock. Will then move to unlock Elasha, Kitira, Kiara and Mara in that order]
 
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