The two from before

"What is the matter, child?" Hearing the kind voice Zyrande looks up startled and grabs her bow. In front of her kneels the priest from before. Through bleary eyes she tries to make out more of his features. He looks very handsome, not as handsome as her master though, but still the elven girl could see herself haveing fun with him, if the situation wasn't so dire as it is. The brown robe he wears really brings out his features. His long brown beard adds further more adds to his looks. Takeing in him as a whole the girl realizes that he isn't kneeling. He is just at that hight standing up. He is a dwarf. Neither he nor his companion who stands behind him seem to fuzzed about the blackness in her eyes.

Behind him she sees the woman he was with before. Seeing her now so close up the elf realizes that she is no woman but a girl with blue hair flowing in locks down on the sides of her face, her eyes are shining in a somewhat greyish green but it looks just perfect on her face. Her whole body is tanned but more above the waistline than her legs. She too offers Zyrande a very kind smile. She only wears a small bikini-top and a short dress that reaches just barely above her knees which looks like it's made from scales. She has nice firm breasts which would just pefrectly fill out the elven girls masters hands. A trident is in one of her hands.

The girl looks with watchfull and strict eyes around, when she is not giving a smile to the one sitting on the ground. Zyrande finally manages to speak with a broken voice "How did you see me?" while tugging at her cloak. The dwarf chuckels while petting her cheek before answering "My dear, I am a dwarf and a priest of Nalu, do you really think your magical protection, although impressive, can really stop my sight?" The elvish girl sighs and slumps back into the tree "So I guess you weren't the only ones who saw me?" The woman answers for her companion with a sweet voice "No, and if they did I am still hungry." She fletches her teeth after saying that and Zyrande is taken a back a bit by the row of sharpend, sharklike teeth in the girls mouth. The priest however turns around and gazes at her dissaprovingly "We said last time no more humans for lunch, you can have one each second week, but not one everyday." He shakes his head in disbelief. "I was just kidding, Rake, I am aware that I should keep a low profile." She grins at the elven girl again, this time showing her teeth in the process. Seeing those teeth reminded her of her master and she starts crying again, the dwarf takeing her in his arms and holding her tightly.

After a while the sobbing stops and Zyrande regains her full voice again and asks towards the still watchfull woman carefully "What are you, I have never seen a hero like you." The vixen nods and says "I am a Mermaid-Siren (do you write it like that?), I am what some would call the curse of all sailors. We were added with the big addon as a faction, before we were just mindless creatures." She remains a calm and neutral tone while she keeps talking "We are from start classified as EVIL, so we kind off get a bad start, but well we feed on living sentient beings, so I guess it makes sense they would hate us." The priest interrupts and says "She is my partner in crime you see, after reaching a certain level these mermaids get skills and spells to mask their true identity, well except in water of course." He looks at her proudly for a moment before he adds "Thats how we met each other, she wanted to eat me, but I stopped her and sort of hold her leash on too much killing." With a chuckle the siren intervenes and says "Well, thats not the entire truth, but it will do for now. Now tell us a bit about you, sweetie." She looks down at the elven girl with anticipation of her story.

/Inside the fortress

They put you in a cage in the middle of a great dungeon area. Your surviving allies are all stuffed into cells around you. Stripped of their gear and dressed in some ragged clothes. Their gear, strangely enough is put in boxes right in front of their cells easily accessible if they ever manage to break out. (Playing Skyrim again lately and there was this one prison, I think it was in Solstheim where that was the case and I just was suprised by the lack of security there) Your arms are shackeld to the ceiling and your legs are to the floor. Your wings, which strangely enough healed already, you somehow know it was Cec who did it, are bound to your body in their reduced state. Expanding them would break them again. The magic that kept your powers dormant is still around you and you can feel it coming from to spellcasters in the corner of the room. Your attention however is more on the man in front of your cage.

In front of your cell stands the Wizard (you know I looked everywhere if I gave him a name already, but I think I didn't, but if I did please correct me) who is Rachel and Serenas father. He positones himself on a small seat which you in your current position have to face. He starts talking "My name is archwizard Iforiius 'the great' Arariel, holder of the seal of sindor (this town here), keeper of one of the dimensionstones and fourth vizegrandmaster of the order against the shadowinvasion." His titles are meant to impress and frighten you, but you just flash him a grin, showing off your predatory jaws and growling. He looks at you and grins himself a bit before he continues "You still think that you are the top of the footchain don't you? Here is the news, you are not. I am not even close to the top and I was able to defeat you. Not even my superiors are at the top." he stops for a while looking menacingly at you.

The spellcaster stands up and walks around your prison room for a bit. He is clearly anxious. "Give me back my daughters." he finally snaps, after somewhat around ten rounds. You send him a somewhat cheeky message "Even if I could, I wouldn't because you know they like to fuck me and fuck on my orders they don't have to do it against their will like you made them do?" (how does this actually make sense, **** is **** isn't it - not that I am complaining about either, miss police officer over there my ass is yours just please don't let the dogs eat me) He coughs shortly and turns red and looks at his daughter. Rachel however is sitting crosslegged and her eyes are closed, she seems to be meditating. Right next to her cell sits a clothed and teary-eyed Serena. She switches between sulking and trying to get her sister to talk to her. Cec was beaten by some guards to very low health as she tried to use some spells against them. She is now lying in the cornor of her cell with bruises and ****. Barbara is bound just like you but has a gag in her mouth and blindfolds. She thrashed out and tried to give her guards a good beating, which she did, but beating four out of twenty guards to bloody lumps of flesh is neither smart nor enough (although, thinking about it are we sure she is a human and not a HK-47 droid, give this a like if you get the reference).

The mage struts to his seat again looking at you and asks with a smirk "Do you actually know what you are or are you just guessing to find out?" he laughs at your dumbfounded face. "Oh, let me break it to you, what you are."