Remle snapped his head up from the slumber that had overtaken him. He was exhausted and drained. He searched his memory for the noise that woke him and looked about the dark cell. He remembered flashes of a vision of swords of the elements. The smells of the enchanted coal once used in the reforgeing of the earth blade filled his nostrils. Why would he dream of this event from his past? What brings this memory to surface. He slowly gazed toward the East and longed for his homeland and his family. He wondered if they would ever find him.
As he shifted to ease the pain in his lower back, he noticed that his chains were laying on the hard ground. Slowly he raised his hands, unbelieveing what he saw. Another mind trick by the guards? Another endless torture placed on his mind by the Black Dragon’s soldiers? He knew before long his mind would finally go and he would never be able to return. But until that day, he would fight with every ounce of his being.
He leaned back against the stone wall and smiled, thinking of his family, friends, and sweet revenge……
EldaraenthLARP 11 years, 11 months ago.
