Fire and Forgive

"It's different?" You ask incredulously, "Show me exactly how different this is" Scornfully, you push yourself away from the Colonel, and straight into the market square. You hear her try to stop you, as she probably has a good sense of what you're about to do. Her words fall on deaf ears as you look around the square, trying to devise a solution. An idea quickly formulates in your mind, one that will almost certainly get you in trouble, and that Dilancia will see, causing her to feel some pain as well. Right now, that's perfectly fine with you.

You find a young man, roughly the same age as you, hurriedly trying to get items out of a merchant cart with two other men, considerably older. He was scrawny with a pleasant face, his long dark hair brought out his blue eyes, which transfixed on you as came in close.

"Good morning, miss Paladin." He began. "Is there something I can do to help you today?" A chatty fellow, you seem to think, through the corner of your eyes you see that the two others are already looking at the two of you, having been a disruption of their work process. Perfect, you think.

"Yes, there is something you can do, and I'm terribly sorry about this..." Having drawn close, your arm draws around his shoulders to pull him in tight as you begin to make out with him as passionately as you can muster. Surprisingly, that's a lot of passion, despite this being a total stranger and your lover being across the market, no doubt watching. Your new friend on the other hand, was at a loss at what to do. In part, probably due to the shock as to what just happened, as well as wondering if he's even allowed to enjoy this. You're probably the first girl he's ever kissed, which doesn't help him in the slightest. Your free hand moved downwards and found his crotch. Despite whatever thoughts and doubts he's worrying about right now, his subconscious is ready to go, as you easily find his bulging cock. You dig your hand into his breeches and start to stroke it. You hear shouting and protests around you, but your mind fogs over too much to catch anything specific. Just as it seems like the young man is about to reach his climax, you feel large sets of hands pull you away; the city guards in charge of instilling order. Thankfully, they leave the man alone. He seems a little shook from what you did, now **** for a final release. As they pull you away, you let out a final statement, that you're sure will throw him off.

"Just so you know, mine is bigger" You laugh to yourself at the comment, and at the contortions his face go through. The guards were far less amused.

"What's gotten into you? Behaving like that"

"It's actually a matter of getting out..." You smile with a laugh. The two are stone faced. Man, these two could give Dilancia a run for her money, you start to think.

"Ignore her" One says to other "You know how these demonspawn are. She's got sucubus blood coursing through her, all they know is lies, deceit, and fornication. Someone must have lost their mind to let this one be any part of a holy order." Your humorous spirit runs away, giving way to anger, as you struggle to get out of their grip. These clods deserve a good fight, you think, feeling more and more that Xandria was on to something. Remembering he was the reason you did this, you stop resisting.

They swiftly bring you into the royal prison; a dark, dirty, place; probably the most depressing spot you've ever been to. Even when you accompanied ArchDeacon on vigils following disease and disaster, there was always a feeling of hope for the better after the trauma. This prison feels like it's designed to suck all of that out of its residents, and you quickly begin to understand how and why that is, as they throw you into a cell without a word spoken to anyone. There was no record of you being brought in here, no capturing of your name, no charge of a crime filed.

People who are brought here are brought to die...

"Well Dilancia, let's see how good your word is," You say out loud quietly, causing a cell mate to stir in their weakened state. A human male, roughly in his middle years. You're not sure how many more he would have in here. His rags are absolutely disgusting, and every inch of him is covered in filth and squalor. Maggots course through his hair and his scraggly beard. He has just enough strength to turn towards you, and a curious, delirious smile comes across his face

"Angel" he lets out meekly seeing you, before a fitful cough causes him to wrack in pain. The sight of it all fills you with a fierce rage. You feel your entire body warm up as you process what you've been brought into. You're burning up, and not just from the armor, you feel as though you're standing in the flames your armor was forged in. Despite the pain, your thoughts are still outwards; of this poor unfortunate man, and anyone else who may trapped in here. Whoever is responsible for this has to pay; they must face justice for this. Your fists clench together, and a brightness forms around them. Curiously, as you bring your fists together, a weapon gleams from them, like Dilancia did at the tavern. Where hers was a shining beam of light, yours was this large sword of burning fire, roughly the size of a claymore, in a strange, purplish hue. After staring at it for a few seconds, you attempt to use it as your means of escape. With a heaving vertical strike near the hinges, you cut straight through the metal bars, leading it to fall forward to the ground, causing a great bang, that was sure to get the attention of any number of guards.

Good.

You slowly make your way through the destroyed gate, your sword of fire still present, waiting eagerly for those responsible to appear. It was not long before a group of heavily armored goons appeared with swords drawn. Seeing you and your weapon, two of them immediately doubled back in cowardice. The third tried as well, but stumbled on his own feet and fell on his back. As he scurried, you hurried to him and put your armored feet on his chest, planting him there.

"There was a half-elf brought in not a few moments ago. Bring me to him and you may yet live." The guard nods quickly. "Ya, sure. Whatever you say." He quickly gets on his feet as you step away and leads you through the narrow corridors.

"I have no idea what this is about, but you're crazy. No matter how important this loverboy of yours is, you'll never get out of here alive. Even if you do, you won't leave the Kingdom."

"He's not my lover. Let me worry about that." You reply as you shove him "Call this a matter of faith."

"Your funeral" He says rebukingly, just before you stand in front of his cell.

"Here you are, and there I go." He said, making a run for it immediately. You let him go, as you agreed.

"Demetria!" Xandria called out as he jumped up on his feet "Oh, Gods am I glad to see you! This place is a nightmare"

"I know. Don't worry. I'm here to get you out"

"Are you sure your moral code or whatever will permit that? Where's Dilancia? She okay with this?"

"She said if it were me in here, she'd move the heavans to free me."

"That woman may be many things, but a liar isn't one of them. I imagine she'll probably be right behind you." He looked around "Listen, I don't want to be rude or nothing, but how are you planning on getting me out of here?"

You respond with a silent grin. Refocusing your mind, and bringing your hands together again, the fiery sword reappears, and you make a similar cutting strike to bring this gate down.

"Wow." He said simply with wide eyes "That's new. A gift to come with your new armor, I take it?" You nod quietly in agreement "It suits you, and thank you. You better get going, before more of these thugs come around.

"What about you?" You ask "I came to get you out, I'm not just going to leave you here."

"You're going to have to." He said loudly "Look around you. This is hell on earth. We both know that these people can't stay here, but starting a prison riot is too big for you to ignore. Get out of here, take as many of these guards with you as you go. I'm going to get as many people out of here as I can. I'll meet up with you and Dilancia outside the city."

"But, where? You're unarmed."

"Oh, don't worry about that. I'll just listen for you two moaning, now get moving!"