"Who are you?"

Nervously, you call out towards the top of the stairs.

"Who are you?"

Almost immediately the woman from before hisses at you. "Quiet, human. Don't you dare open your mouth without permission when Lord Shanarad himself is deciding on your fate." You shut again, not wishing to anger whomever was hiding in the dark. The woman continued: "As you can see, my lord, she has a pretty good body, so I decided to let her keep it. I assumed you would rather decide for yourself if a woman like her was to become a **** or be consumed."

A few seconds later a second voice could be heard. Male and presumably from the man deciding your fate. "I am glad you brought her to me. I am not exactly in need of more souls to consume and with a body like that, it would be a waste to not make use of it."

He stood up and then ordered you to do the same. "Stand up, human and put your hands behind your back. I want a good, proper look at you," he said.