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 Posted: Fri Jun 12, 2009 7:10 pm
"Fine..you're not a wimp, you're a friggen realist. " She retorted, as she dragged the male across the floor.
She was rather fortunate he wasn't as heavy as he appeared to be..or she would never have managed to get him this far. Her arm was starting to get tired but she wasn't going to let anyone know that. She sighed, and then reached down with her other arm and grabbed his other ankle..and continued to drag him towards the back door.
She was rather grateful when the illusionist kicked the male in the jaw and stopped him from screaming. It was a relief to her annoyed ears. She didn't even register what the smaller male spoke to the warrior as she stopped at the door, dropped one leg and pushed the door open and began to drag him through.
"If you want to be a bit helpful..you'll grab his head so it doesnt' get split open by the drop out the door..we wouldn't want him dead before I can have my fun with him." Treskri said turning slightly to eye the smaller male.
The warrior whimpered slightly at the graphic imagery that fluttered through his mind at her words. Treskri rolled her eyes and kicked the male in the shin successfully eliciting another yelp of pain out of him and alarm in his eyes..as she edged her boot closer to his private area.
"Enough whimpering..be a man or I'll reduce you to high screams of pain."
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Posted: Fri Jun 12, 2009 7:36 pm
Her harsh words merely made Div smile more and he swept a melodramatic bow bright cape swirling around him,
“I live but to make your life easier my lady.” Seemed he really couldn’t help himself. He just had to keep prodding at people even when he knew he shouldn’t, especially with a female. Oh well…he liked to live life on the edge. It was much more exciting not knowing who was going to smack you in the face next. This brought another bout of laughter from him even as he leant grabbing the hair on the males head and yanking it upwards, not cruelly, but not carefully either.
It would be rather unfortunate if he just died from smashing his head against the floor by mistake. It would be a pretty embarrassing death…oh yes I died by mistake on my way to my own possible death. He chuckled lowering the male’s head once he was clear of the doorway.
“At least if you die now she means to kill you.” Apparently, his words did not bring any comfort to the poor male who paled if that was possible with such dark skin. An amusing thought passed his mind and he dug into his pocket bringing out some cards grin holding a hint of darker amusement.
“How about I give you a chance?” He twirled the cards expertly flicking one into the air only to dart his hand out and have it disappear from sight to reappear in his other hand seemingly effortlessly. Illusions and sleight of hand together meant it was probably best never to play cards with him. At least not if you wanted to win.
He fanned out his cards the blank sides facing him; it was a peculiarity of his deck. He was the only one who placed images on them. “You get the right card and I help you…. Get the wrong one and…” He allowed his voice to trail off a moment before continuing. “..it could be worse for you.” He shrugged folding the cards ready to put them away as the male looked terrified, “If you don’t want to play of course then that’s fine too.” The male swallowed alarmed and reached out for a card.
The Illusionist smiled up at the female eyes sparkling with mischief, “I am sure your tormenter will allow you this chance to save yourself.” Div’eari almost felt bad for the trick he was about to play…. no… it was a lie. He loved to play tricks on people with his illusions. It was one of his favourite pastimes in fact. Div wondered how the female would react to what he was doing now. He wondered if she would play along with him.
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Posted: Sat Jun 13, 2009 9:44 am
Treskri rolled her eyes a the overly dramatic bow that he gave her..gods males were just getting more flamboyant as the days went by. She almost snorted in response to the words that flew out of his mouth..was he trying to make her laugh? Seriously that would not do any good to make her laugh especially when she had taken so much time in appearing to have murderous intentions towards the warrior. He would definitely lose any fear he had of her if she had laughed.
She shot the illusionist a piercing glare before she resumed dragging him into the back alley behind the bar. Ah..the perfect setting for what she had planned next. She was going to tie him up to the wooden fence that ran down the back of the alley way but stopped when she heard the whispered words the illusionist spoke to the warrior. She couldn't help but grin at the implied direction he was going..ah..scaring the s**t out of the warrior was going to be too easy with this fellow helping out.
She couldn't help but smirk at the how he ended his ploy, leaving the decision up to her. "I don't see why not." She shrugged and leaned casually against the fence, eyeing the warrior's frightened expression. "I might as well give him a fighting chance after all."
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Posted: Sat Jun 13, 2009 10:15 am
He grinned cheekily at the female completely ignoring any glares sent his way.
"See she is willing to give you this chance." He leant down to allow the male from his rather uncomfortable looking position to choose a card Div’s eyes unfocussing slightly as he concentrated on holding the image to the card as the male turned it to him. His eyes widened and he dropped it alarm covering his features. Div’eari bent further gracefully catching the card just before it made contact with the ground; he hated to think what that would have done to it. He held the card up allowing the “image” side to show so even the female could see if she was interested,
“Seems you chose the castration card…bad luck.” It was so hard to hold in his laughter at the look on the other male’s face. He supposed the image on the card of the man writhing on the ground clutching at his manhood was a little graphic. It would have been luck bad or otherwise if he hadn’t planned to make the other choose that card all along.
He swiped his hand down the card and it appeared that he wiped away the image shaking his hand as the illusionary drops of ink fell to the ground causing the male to flinch away from their ghostly touch as though that alone would harm him. He placed all the cards back together sliding them into a pocket eyes shining with amusement he looked to see how the female reacted to this.
It had been a pretty funny trick to play on the other male if he had to say so himself. Not that he was needlessly cruel, but well he had tried to hit Div and this was his little revenge. It wasn’t even that bad really. He hadn’t actually caused any physical harm to the other really….except when he kicked him….but that was because he was so noisy. He shrugged palms open, “Well the cards have spoken. It’s not really up to me now.”
The male looked close to passing out and he supposed the other didn’t really understand his sense of humour. Yet for a drow, he was quite tame on the whole. He was happy to make new friends and talk to others and on the whole was against physical violence…mainly when it was aimed at him though. He had been told he was a bit strange, but well he saw it as more unique.
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Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2009 1:04 pm
Treskri watched what followed with keen interest. She of course knew that the illusionist was going to cheat, but she couldn't help but wonder what image he was going to have appear on the card. When the image came up she about burst out laughing.
Castration...oh gods it couldn't get any better than that. Of course Treskri wasn't about to castrate the warrior but he didn't know that. All she'd have to do was sit on him and then rummage around inside his pants and the fellow would probably pass out once the blade of her dagger pricked his privates.
God this was going to be fun messing with his head.
"Well now," She drawled looking rather pleased at the outcome. "that should be a bit fun. I've never had the chance to castrate a drow before..a few human males but never a drow."
She eagerly pulled herself away from the fence, pulled out her dagger and closed the distance between her and the warrior with a very savage vengeful look in here eyes. The warrior cried out in horror, and tried to scramble out of her path so to escape her wrath. He didn't have a chance of doing that..Treskri quickened her steps, grabbed him by his neck and used a pressure point hold on him and held on until he went unconscious.
Then she laughed hysterically, holding her sides as the mirth inside bubbled up and escaped. She probably laughed for a good ten to fifteen minutes before her sides hurt and she had to stop.
"Ahh..that was fun. Now..do you know any abandoned garbage junk heaps? I figure if I strip him of his clothes and leave him there he'll actually think I went through with it. Care to help me move him..? Funny..I don't even know your name..I'm Treskri no'Amuth and you are?"
She asked this in a rather light-hearted tone and offered him her hand in greeting.
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Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2009 2:17 pm
It was quite hard to appear like he felt sorry for the drow before him when the female laughed as she did. He bit his lip hard in an attempt to control his own urge to laugh. His eyes were just brimming with amusement and his twitching lips were not helping him. He had to clear his throat to control a bubble of laughter that did manage to escape.
He watched with some interest as to what the female was actually going to do wincing slightly at the thought of her actually castrating the male. For all that he enjoyed practical jokes…well losing certain parts of the anatomy was not fun….ever… Div fought the urge to place protective hands over himself. He knew he wasn’t in danger, but it was the thought. It was funny to use it as a threat for he knew he never would do it, but this female…there were some who would do it and with a certain amount of delight. So far, she had only shown delight in tormenting him…so he might be safe.
He almost closed his eyes when she drew her dagger and approached the poor male. When she grabbed the struggling male and he fell limp the Illusionist watched her a little confused as she started to laugh hysterically. He himself had found some of it amusing and his own chuckles escaped, but they were a lot more controlled as he still had the worrying thought that for a moment there he had been certain she was going to castrate the other.
He watched her with some bemusement cheeky grin still in place, but eyes slightly questioning. When he realised he would need to wait for her to compose herself he had decided to lean against the closest surface that being the wall.
As she controlled herself and turned her attention to him his grin grew the words she was saying amusing him greatly,
“He might believe you did it at that… for a moment I thought you would castrate him.” He winced a little at the thought, he was a male after all. He was very attached to certain parts and wanted them to remain attached to him as well. “As to abandoned garbage junk heaps…I can’t think of any. I don’t really find occasion to go there myself. I am sure I could find one though. I can find most things if I put my mind to it.” He grinned widely at her crimson eyes all too delighted. He took her hand bowing over it brushing his lips against the back of it before shooting a wink up at her, “Well met my lady I am known as Div’eari Ale’duis. You can call me Div.”
He cast his eyes towards the poor male, “I will help you if you wish to move him. You could always steal his clothes and leave him tied to the fence, though I am certain predators of a different kind may find him.” He tilted his head, “It’s not his day is it?” He straightened, “It seems to be mine though, to be saved by yourself Treskri. I do appreciate you stepping in earlier, my talents lean towards the mind rather than brawn.” He waved one slim arm in demonstration of this fact with a slight shrug, “Not that they would have gotten away without any damage, just not enough to appease me.”
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Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2009 3:17 pm
Treskri figured the whole castration scenario hadn't been so pleasant for the young male..remembering how he had fidgeted ever so slightly when she had been approaching the warrior with her dagger drawn. She figured it would be better not to mention it..as it would only embarrass him further.
"Oh no," she replied with a slight laugh at his first words. "There really was no need to follow through with it. It'll still be worth it in the end though..he'll either stay away from this bar and this area of town as well as make sure never to get that dumbass drunk again. Fellows tend to learn from their mistakes if they're given the chance." She smirked at this.
"Well," She said as she ran her hand through her hair as she thought over his other words. "it doesn't necessarily need to be a garbage heap, it could just be some abandoned warehouse that's really run down."
She hooted a bit at his wink and his cavalier attitude when he bowed and kissed the back of her hand. Grinning widely, she pulled her hand away and lightly brushed her hand against his cheek.
"You are quite the fun one aren't you Div? Such an entertainer. I'm going to have to keep an eye on you from now on."
This said, she grabbed the bit of rope she was going to use earlier and tied the male's arms together above his head to make a handle for pulling him or carrying. She was rather happy to hear Div's next words, in saying he would help her if she wanted.
This fellow certainly knew how to talk to females and deal with them.
"I would very much appreciate some help from you. I think..tying him up by one hand and one leg to some sort of fence would be interesting. Oh..and leaving a small knife or sharp stone a few feet away so he actually had a chance at escaping would work as well. Though..if we did do that, I would want to wait around to watch him try and get out. You'd probably want to as well wouldn't you? oh and..no problem. I wasn't about to let them mess around with you, especially not when you're such a great entertainer. " Treskri replied with devious smile.
"I figured as much. Plus..with so many of those brutes I rather envisioned them using you as a pinata of sorts. That would have been very detrimental to you."
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Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2009 3:51 pm
Div’eari laughed at her words,
“Some may learn from their mistakes, but that has never been a trait I possess.” He laughed at himself, “I still always find trouble.” He shrugged then waving a hand, “In my case it just adds to my…charm.” His eyes sparkled, his was a face far too accustomed to smiling. He was well aware how ridiculous he sounded a lot of the time.
His face turned thoughtful for a moment and he bounced slightly on his toes eyes lighting up making it more than obvious to any watching him that he had had an idea or at least a thought. “There are some handy abandoned warehouses near here, well, near enough. It wouldn’t take us too long to get there and I am certain no one would remark upon us carrying someone there.” He waved his hands, “Well, they may notice, but no one will stop us.”
Div grinned widely as Treskri brushed her hand against his cheek, “I have always enjoyed having a good time although I am not certain that even with two eyes you could keep up with me.” He stepped sideways vanishing from sight merely stepping behind an illusion of the area around them that he had thrown up before him. He bent sideways allowing his head to poke around the other side of the illusion holding out a hand to wave floridly at her. “I am a tricky fellow.” With a languid wave, he dispelled his illusion.
He had been so bored before, but now he was having a rather enjoyable day. Meeting new people was always entertaining especially the reactions he received. He moved over to where the male lay on the ground pondering just how heavy he was going to be. He nodded to himself, it was nothing he couldn’t handle. “I will take his legs. If we just go down the main street a ways there should be a side alley on the right and a short trip down there is an abandoned warehouse. I don’t know who used to own it or anything, but it should do for our purposes.”
Div tapped his lips for a moment with one finger, “Leaving him with a way to escape could be entertaining and I would love to see him when he awoke, but I am afraid my attention may wander before then. I do have a slight attention span deficiency.” He ruffled a hand across the back of his head grin slightly more bashful. “I am glad that I warranted your interest.”
Laughter pealed from his lips as he heard her next words the thought was hilarious beside him the air shimmered without his knowledge and a large image of himself dangling by his arms from the ceiling appeared. He looked distressed with vaguer figures around him swinging something at him that illusion him tried to avoid, but winced every time a hit connected. Sparkling things fell to the ground around his form and others fell on them stuffing them into gaping holes obviously meant to be mouths. Seemed that his images were not their best with more than one person. As was his problem many times, his imagination ran away with him in a very visible manner. It wasn’t just his mouth that often got him into trouble. "...very detrimental." He managed between laughs.
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Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2009 5:18 pm
Treskri didn't mind his oddness. Heck..she was an odd one or so people said so behind her back.
"That it does. I rather dislike drow that are the norm..they're always too stiff and formal and its rather boring if you ask me. A drow with a bit of personality and pizazz is that much more intriguing." She replied with a wide grin, showing off her pearly whites. "Besides who would want to live life without having a bit of trouble? Life would be too dull without a little bit every now and then. Or in your case all the time."
Treskri just laughed some more at his next words and his illusion trick. Gods was he amusing! And someone who would definitely keep her on her toes. "Oh..I may not be able to keep up with you with my eyes..but there are other areas where I am more skilled. And you are a tricky one at that, but very amusing."
Treskri was quite pleased with how her day was turning out. She had been able to drink mostly all the beer she had wanted, gotten some much needed entertainment and dinner had been...delayed. She frowned slightly annoyed by that fact. She'd have to take care of stashing the unconscious male somewhere close by and then come back and enjoy her dinner. She had a sudden thought of inviting Div to join her. She wondered what he would think of the invitation. His next words rather encouraged her to ask.
"Well that happens. I suppose we could always stash him away and then come back and eat something. I mean..he's not going to wake up for awhile so we could enjoy a meal while waiting. That is if you're up for sharing some food with me." Treskri offered.
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Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2009 5:59 pm
Div straightened managing to get his laughter under control somewhat only slight chuckles leaving him as he fought to get his breathing back under control. Seemed today really was lucky. He had avoided a beating, played plenty of tricks and apparently made a new friend from the sounds of it.
He beamed at Treskri raising his brows,
“I would be delighted to share a meal with you my lady. How could I resist such an … enticing invitation.” His tone was cheeky; he always had to push just to see how far he could go. His eyes went to the male still lying on the floor, “Seems he has managed to be of some use anyway, I have made a new acquaintance.” He rested one hand on a slim hip, “So first things first.” He pointed at the male on the ground, “Dump him and then food.” His smile was brilliant as he mentioned food and it was more than obvious that despite his small size he was quite partial to eating. Except for vegetables, he hated them…but he should eat them.
A hand absently went to his hair resting on the purple clips he had placed in the front, he was certain his appearance was quite startling to most, but well they were comfortable. Standing out was just a side effect. He redid the clips that had loosened somewhat during the course of his day and he nodded to himself again. He did that rather too much as if he was having a conversation with himself.
He glanced at the female again, “I can take him and get back here soon enough if you wish?” It would be a little bit of a struggle…Div wasn’t that large.
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Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2009 6:22 pm
Treskri watched the fellow laugh and struggle to get his breathing under control. It was all rather amusing. She must have said something he had found funny. She just waited patiently to hear what he had to say.
She was rather amused by his cheeky tone. Most females would have been outright offended by his words..but Treskri wasn't most females. She was a character in her own right. Heck..her source of entertainment was acting the drunken boisterous type in bars and pulling jokes on the noble born. She was definitely in no way a proper female in upbringing or in social status...even though she once could have been had she played her cards right.
"You cheeky little fiend," She teased with a chuckle. "You probably never know when to quit. You're lucky I'm not most females. I don't get annoyed very easily or offended for that matter."
She gazed at the sprawled out body of the guard, her eyebrows twitching upwards at his words. "You're right..he has been useful." She mused..then bent over to examine the warrior for a few moments. He was completely unconscious making no signs of returning to the reality around him. A small pool of drool had already collected under his slightly open mouth and a few muscles in his neck were twitching sporadically.
She looked up in surprise at Div's offer, her eyes assessing him quickly. While the offer was nice..he definitely wouldn't be able to get the warrior very far without getting worn out.
"As much as I appreciate the offer, I think it would be easier if the both of us disposed of him. I fear trying to move him on your own would result in you having a broken back. Hold on." She said getting back to her feet and walking over to the back door of the bar where she pounded on it to get the owner's attention.
The door slid open slightly as the male peered out. He stared in shock at the body sprawled on the ground. To him the warrior appeared dead.
"You're going to have to.."
"Don't worry we're going to dispose of the body..and then we'll be back for dinner. Add another order of steak and tubers and a round of beer to my order. We'll be back shortly." Treskri interjected before the owner could continue his sentence.
He nodded, rather relieved at her words and shut the door.
Treskri turned back to Div and the unconscious warrior. She gathered up his arms and upper torso, saying. "Too bad we don't have some wheelbarrow of some kind..males tend to get twice as heavy when they're completely relaxed. I find it rather annoying." She grunted as she took the full weight of the male in her arms facing Div.
"Now..grab his feet and lead the way."
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Posted: Wed Jun 17, 2009 1:47 pm
Div shrugged casually,
“What is this quitting you talk about?” His tone bordered on laughter. He followed her gaze to the male, “I do prefer my back unbroken, I’ve heard it said a male’s back is his life.” A slight snicker followed these words and he watched as Treskri went and knocked on the back door.
He snorted as he saw the look on the owners face. Seems he was a little surprised to see the other male lying like that. He shook his head mockingly tuning out slightly until Treskri talking to him had him paying attention again.
He shook his head getting his attention back on the present moving to bend down and lift the male’s legs as directed. The illusionist knew when it was best to just do as he was told. He was a little surprised at the weight of the other as he hefted him hooking his arms underneath the others knees. He arched one brow at his position between the other’s legs and his eyes danced with merriment as laughter pealed out of him. He had a rather…unique… sense of humour so he had been told. He was certain that if the male was conscious now he would give Div a rather frightened look.
The Illusionist started to lead the way knowing where he was going confidently directing them to the abandoned warehouse dropping the male’s legs abruptly more than pleased to release the other. Div felt no guilt at the loud thud the male’s lower half had made connecting with the ground. The male had been heavy, being between the other’s legs had worn off as amusement goes and there had been nothing else Div could really do to amuse himself. He could have pinched the male he supposed and seen if the other would stir, but well he was bored of him now. Next on the list, after finishing with the male here was food and that was something he always enjoyed. A look of glee filled his features as he thought of the food waiting for them.
“So we strip him and then it’s time to eat.” His tone held his excitement at the prospect.
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Posted: Wed Jun 17, 2009 2:24 pm
Treskri chuckled at his words, and then burst out laughing at his comment about a male's back being his life.
"Ah gods Div, you really have a gift for making people laugh..especially me." She winked at him before he grabbed the male's legs and they hauled what Treskri figured was near 200+ pounds of muscles off into the shadows of the Underdark.
After about twenty yards of walking Treskri's back started protesting the extra weight she was carrying. She bit her bottom lip and kept from complaining and continued to follow the path that the illusionist was taking her in. Trusting others didn't come easily to her, but since the illusionist hadn't attacked her or acted like he was Treskri wasn't really to suspicious of him.
Though..there was a nagging voice in the back of her head that kept her alert and on edge. Sure so the illusionist hadn't turned on her, but as of yet he hadn't grown bored of the little game. Who know what he might do when he did. That was one of the reasons why Treskri was so keen on getting to know him better, and to get on good terms with him. She could use his skills to get a better job or better yet a position more permanent than her last one. If he was up for pulling another prank and scaring the s**t out of another drow, now understanding his nature a bit more..she knew he wouldn't mind one iota and would welcome the chance at another little game.
She was rather relieved when they finally made their way into the warehouse. When Div dropped the male's feet she laughed and then dropped the rest of the warrior to the ground with an even louder thump.
"Oops!" She exclaimed with a slight laugh. "the butter fingers seem to be catching. And yes..stripping..tying up and then going off to eat, simple yet effective. Shall we get to work?"
She didn't even wait for Div and dove into stripping the warrior of his shirt, daggers and belts and collecting the pieces she liked and hiding them on her person. She paused in her work when she spotted a house symbol tattooed on the warrior's left bicep and laughed at the coincidence. The warrior belonged to the House that had let her go that morning. Ahh..Karma was a b***h, especially when it came around and bit one in the behind.
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Posted: Wed Jun 17, 2009 2:57 pm
He waggled his eyebrows at her as she set to work stripping the other male,
“Keen.” With a smirk he himself set to work on removing the male’s trousers. He was certainly going to find himself more than a little chilled when he finally woke up. Div appraised the other male with a wicked grin and a shrug as he noted the other seemed more muscular than he was. Not that that was particularly hard to do really.
If only the other hadn’t been such a drunken idiot. He laughed at his own thoughts shaking his head and rolling his eyes, there was no way he would have spoken to this lout except for this way. He wasn’t really someone that attracted people to him that much….well…ok so he did attract attention…it was the clothes. Maybe the illusions might also have something to do with it….and the pranks maybe. Well anyway…what was the point of his thoughts again?
He blinked a moment having managed to confuse himself completely eyes falling down on the male before him that he was helping to undress and he remembered what he was doing finishing removing the others trousers and throwing them aside carelessly.
He quirked a brow at Treskri hunkered down as he was,
“You any good with that rope?” He smirked, “I know a lot about knots myself.” He didn’t elaborate his words grinning slightly one slim digit brushing against his own wrist and then brushing against the males ankle a wicked gleam in his eyes.
Part of him would love to see how the other reacted to waking naked and tied up, but well they would have to wait for the other to wake and the mere thought of that bored him. Food was definitely the best bet, it wasn’t like he had to rush anywhere though he was between jobs. He was certain he would find something soon enough, there was always demand for one with his talents it seemed.
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Posted: Wed Jun 17, 2009 3:21 pm
The two of them made quick work of stripping the warrior, in seconds he was completely nude and exposed. Treskri couldn't help but smirk at the small size of the male's manhood.
"This one's not much of a male, even with his big bulging muscles." Treskri commented with a derisive snort. "We probably would have been doing the female populance a favor by castrating him." She added with a laugh.
"I'm a surface raider Div, of course I'm good with ropes. One has to tie up captives before bringing them into the underdark." She replied with a roll of her eyes at his question. "however since you seem so eager to tying him up, I will allow you to do so."
She grabbed the male's arm and dragged him over to some warped boards in the wall of the interior building and pulled him up onto his feet and used one of the belts to secure him by his waist to the boards.
"Now..where did that rope go? Tie off his left wrist to the boards..and I'll see to his ankle with his other belt."
As she said this, she knelt in front of the still unconscious warrior and began to secure his left ankle to the boards. She had to feed the belt through a hole and reach her other hand through a small opening. She cursed slightly when the wood splintered off and caught in her hand, when she drew her hand back through out. She glared down at the offending splinter, her eyes narrowed and then closed her mouth around it and worked it out of her hand with her teeth. Once she got it out she spat the splinter on the ground and stood up.
She took several steps back, until she was about a foot and a half away from the warrior and then lodged one of his dagger's into the ground.
"Ready to go now Div dear?" She asked, not noticing her use of an endearment. Every now and then she tended to slip and use odd endearments with people when she was in a good mood and she rather liked them.
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