Act 1.2 Introducing the Party

Introducing the Party

He did not remember when he had fallen to sleep but he was brought to a rude awakening the next morning by the feeling of water on his face. He thought that it must still be raining and was confused as to why the water was warm.

He opened one eye and roared as he surged to his feet and smashed against the cage wall. On the other side the guard chuckled as he shook it off and buttoned up his trousers.

"Morning princess, time to work" sneered the guard.

More men joined the guard, these looked of a different caliber, hard and cold eyed, hungry like wolves. They were clad in well fitted armour that they wore with the look of professional soldiers, festooned with weapons. 

Spears pushed through the cell door forcing him backwards into the cell.

"Stay calm and we won't have to hurt you" threatened the original guard.

The door opened, and the guards piled on, weapons drawn and stances wary. He knew that he could not take them all so was forced to acquiesce to their request. 

Cautiously two guards came forwards and fastened thick iron manacles to his hands and chains to his feet. 

"Come with us" beckoned the guard.

He stepped outside of his cell, chains clinking around his feet, for the first time he could stand to his full height and stretch out the knots in his neck and shoulders. 

Looking to his left he could see that he was not the only prisoner who had been taken out of his cell. Nearest to him was a surly looking dwarf he was short in height but more than compensated for it in breadth, menace radiated from him in waves and even the guards gave him a wide berth as he glared at them from a solitary eye, staring out of weathered face that was all beard and scars. 

Next to him were two humans, neither of any great stature. One seemed exceedingly pale, his skin looked like smooth porcelain with dead eyes looking out upon the world, fully taking in his surroundings, noting every small detail looking for every strength of his captors, every weakness any small thing that he could use to his advantage. The other human was of a more usual complexion, colour in his cheeks and life in his eyes his hair and looks where wild and unkempt but otherwise seemed to have the slight physique of a scholar.

And furthest to his left was the most unusual of all. A woman of striking beauty despite her imprisonment and the roughness of their treatment. Her whole body seemed to be suffused with power, her skin seemed to glow, the very air around her seemed to take on a golden aura. She had the build of warrior, body perfectly toned, no inch of useless fat or skin upon her. Her long hair cascaded down her back but could not cover two stumps sticking out of her shoulders. It looked as though there was once wings on her back but they had been hacked away.

He was bought out of his observations by a sharp poke to the ribs with the reverse end of a spear.

"Lets be having you big 'un, time to earn your keep"