Escape from Hell

[Master Raven]

"I don't know. Our age is hidden from us. Hell restricts many things from slaves." He propped is leg as instructed to do. "They make it to where we don't age. We aren't allowed to know and if we ask we are punished." A heavy sigh escaped his lips. "All I know is you get a mark for every year your in service. The marks are so painful you tend to block out when they will be coming. It's up to the master on where the mark goes."

 

[DarknessEmbraced666]

She listened closely to everything he said and she placed a hand on his leg to help keep him balanced while running the rag along his foot and calf as she cleaned him. His words made her frown and she sighed softly. "Do.. do you know where these marks are? Or what they look like?" she asked him softly. She wasn't sure where to look since he had so many scars from what she could only guess were punishments for things while he was a slave. Looking up at him as she cleaned his leg, she gazed at him with compassion and concern which was something she doubted anyone else had offered him before.

 

[Master Raven]

He shook his head softly. "From my understanding only other demonic houses can see them and when we are sold to another they vanish. Been hit pretty much every where I can think of so there isn't a clue in my mind as to where they can be." A soft sigh escaped his lips as the water continued to beat down at his back. "It's possible I might show my age since I'm beyond the reaches of hell, but I don't know how it works."

 

[DarknessEmbraced666]

Kalma frowned slightly before sighing and offering him a caring smile. "Well, in time we'll figure it out. But until then, how about we just worry about making sure you get better and then maybe a little later we can get you some clothing that'll actually fit comfortably. I know the ones I have here are a tad to small and I'm sorry about that. But it's all I have other then womens clothing and I don't think you'd want to wear a skirt." she said playfully with a chuckle.