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Travelers of Fortune's Whim. ((Kolath x Pussyliquor))

Kolath

Pulsar
Joined
Jan 9, 2009
Kristen reached a hand up brushing her silver hair back from her eyes looking around the room. It was dimly lit by only one oil lamp set into the stone wall. â??Great job, some spell sword you are turning out to be.â? She said sarcastically slowly pushing herself up to her knees a hand moving back to rub at her neck. She was one of the few specially gifted people that could not only wield a sword expertly but also had a aptitude in magic. She looked around slowly taking in the cell that she was obviously being detained in. all her equipment had been removed at least all that was obvious. Taking a moment she looked around the room looking for some observer that was not there also reaching out with her magic detection finding no scrying spell on the room.

Finally satisfied that she was not being watched she slipped one hand up into her silver hair finding that they had not found the two throwing daggers she kept hidden in her braid also the ones tucked into secret compartments on her belt were still there. â??Well at least that is good now to find the rest of my equipment and get out of here.â? She started heading for the door freezing as she heard the sounds of someone being dragged down the hallway fighting the entire way. Going back to where she had woke up Kristen lay back down closing her eyes her body tense and ready to take any chance that came to her.
 
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