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You remember the battle. Your family and friends fighting around you, being attacked by the dark-skinned drow, Dark elves of immense evil and utter villainy. You remember trying to fight, you remember evil wicked eyes, then you remember blackness. Now you find yourself chained to a wall, stripped of your weapons, and even your clothes, trapped, with a dark-skinned fiend smiling before you...


1x1 Roleplay. Zylo the Wolfbane x vampiricqueen95


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Race: Elf
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Gaianame: Zylo the Wolfbane
Name: Durza Kal'Thrazzen
Age: 623
Gender: Male
Race: Elf
Personality: Twisted, evil, and sadistic, he enjoys toying with his victims and loves torturing prisoners. Though he always keeps on a facade of politeness and kindness.
Bio: The first son of the Kal'Thrazzen house, he was raised to be evil and wicked, and so he was.
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Gaianame: vampiricqueen95
Name: Anna
Age: One hundred thirty-five
Gender: Female
Race: Elf
Personality: Defiant, rarely backs down. Suspicious, hard to please. Belligerent. Tries not to let many things faze her. Terrified of female drow and Lloth.
Bio: Anna grew up in a large family. She had many friends. Everyone was cheerful, everyone was happy, singing, dancing. Anna was even like that once in a while. She grew up with entertainers, people who only fought when necessary. And who didn't get attacked often. Then the drow came, the nasty, terrible dark elves.. and now she's here.
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Other: Anna will rarely speak, and instead will sign her answers in a very rough version of drows' silent sign language.

Anna had only stirred slightly. But then she was hit was a wave of awareness, cold and naked, chains against her ankles and wrists. She struggled against them suddenly, hands in tight fists for now. When she looked to the drow before her, her eyes shot daggers at the man.

Anna's hands moved in a flash, "What do you think you're going to do?" She also kept up her terrible glare, not backing down from this man. She was Anna! The Brave, The Defiant, The Silent. She was fazed by no man, especially not one who would capture her and hint at terrible, undesirable things.

Anna yelled then, practically convulsing in her spot, trying to rip from the shackles and only hurting her wrists and ankles. She tried to sign again, something along the lines of, "I'm not to be taken by any man, especially a drow! You will do no such thing," Terrible signing, of course, but who was to blame for that? Anna had no teacher, she had to teach herself from writings and in complete secret.

Anna stopped struggling almost immediately, but signed again. "You are wretched, let me go," It wasn't a plea, and it was more of an insult and a command more than a disgusted notion and a begging gesture. Anna felt sick, though, know what was soon to happen.

Anna blinked, her green eyes full of such hatred and confusion that she clenched her fists again. She refused to speak now, even with her hands. She watched the man, as that was the only thing she could do. But then she began thrashing, and she creaming again, trying to rip free with all her might.

Anna screamed again, thrashing for what her life was worth. She ended up cutting open her lip against Durza's teeth and she stopped enough to catch his lip in her own teeth, biting down as hard as she could.

Anna groaned, her head rolling to the side for just a moment before she forced it up. She spat at Durza's feet, a mixture of blood and saliva. She signed quickly, "I will find a way to kill you. Remember that."