Ask about the others

They all go quiet as a huge orc guard slowly lumbers past. Talia almost gags from his smell, thinking about how disgusting creatures they are. Turning her thoughts back to the situation at hand, she decides to gather more information about her cellmates.

"Who are they" Talia ask Cynthia as she gestures towards the other dark forms in the cage. The two closest figures scooted into the light revealing themselves to be a pair of high Elves, one jaded bard names Melissa. She wears her raven hair in trusses and her sharp eyes belie a sharp tongue. The other girl is a naive young elf named Violet. The opposite of her companion in many ways, the innocent strawberry blonde was a nature-loving country elf; she had the attitude of a wide-eyed farm girl and had only recently come to Illyen.

The next hunched over figure is revealed to be a **** looking wood elf. She's the shortest one there, barely 4'10"; and her frame is so skinny she might almost be mistaken for a young boy. Her skin is almond choked and her light brown hair is in a very short pixie cur. The wood elves live as hunter gatherers at the fringes and are never really accepted, since high elves view them as savages. This one only reaffirms the stereotype: when Talia asks her name she merely flips her middle finger to the acting ruler. If not for the iron chains binding her Talia might have killed her on the spot!

Behind the three elves is a fierce human mercenary, calling herself Kali. Her golden blonde hair is in a tight braid, and even hunched over in the dim light its clear she's lithe and tall. Though very shapely with larger breasts and hips, she has numerous scars and tattoos on her, and the remains of warpaint on her face. She is bitter and resentful as she tells how she and her company fought for the dark ones as mercenaries, only to be betrayed after the battle. The other prisoners narrow their eyes, their hatred for this traitors human palpable in the air.

Scooting into the light, the last figure is revealed to be an incredibly volumptous dark elf her, eyes red and skin a deep blue-grey. She tells them her name is Eydra, claiming she's a world recognized master in potion making, in the city with her nation's embassy. Her people claim to be neutral, but she was caught while visiting the risk university during the attack. Despite her brave face, its clear her identity is not going to protect her here and she wears iron shackles like all of them. Just like Talia her magic is useless right now

Talia gestures her three subjects closer, telling them that she doesn't think they know who she is. They all agree to keep her identity secret, but internally Talia worries one of them will tell. None of them know exactly what tomorrow will bring, but none of them expect anything good.