Visit Risty in the dungeon

You head down to the dungeon to meet the famous outlaw Risty, to have the honour of meeting her in person, find out what happened, make sure she doesn't try anything funny, and depending on what she tells you thank her for bringing your sister back safe or perhaps punish her for forcing her back here in this fortified prison.

You finally reached her cell, and there she was in the flesh. Risty wears her bright red hair long. A red headband adorns her head, with an ornate tight jacket as her top, with a detailed piece going around her neck. She wears black thong panties and a detailed red belt over them. On her arms, she has arm-guards high up on her arms, with feathers protruding from them. She also as a thigh-length tattoo on her right leg, and sandals.

She certainly looked as wild as you heard, quite the beauty too, despite the rough treatment she's endured. Though considering that all that confined her was this typical cell and some rope tying her hands behind her back, your actually surprised she hasn't broken out by now. Considering her legendary strength and her skills in escaping, either she isn't quiet the women you have heard off, or perhaps that lighting shock really stunned her. You decide to check on her condition before rendering judgment.

Strangely or not so strangely, their were no guards around to see, prisoners are so rare in Castle history and is often overlooked. The fact that the castle is hosting special guest and on alert for possible outside threats does put this place as low priority.

'Oh well, count your blessings and all that', you thought to yourself. By focusing some magical energy into your hand and reaching out to the cell door, you were able to focus on the earth particles in the metal and thus with a wave of your hand, the door unlocked itself at your command.

As you stepped in to check on her, she moves her prone body, shifting her head to get a better look at you. "What now, finally getting me some food, or did that catty bitch told you to rough me up some more?", she asked more out of amusement then anything.

"Neither actually", you reply as you waved your hand again and magically commanded the rope binding her to come undone. She notices and sits up and stretches her limbs before she addresses you.

"Thanks, I was starting to get cramped in some nasty places", she said, a bit rudely. "Who are you anyway? Your not dressed as a guard or a servant, in fact you dress like someone not from around here, yet your face looks familiar somehow. Your too young to be the Count that's for sure, a nephew perhaps?

"Son actually, though I'm surprised, most people recognize my resemblance to my twin sister Leina rather than my father", you responded as you placed your travel pack unto the floor and pulled out a pair of goblets, your hands glowed with green energy as you focused your magic, and the goblets were filled with liquid. "You strike me as the Ale type", you said as you offered one of the goblets to her. Her brow was raised in confusion and intrigue yet her smile conveyed glee and perhaps mischief as she accepted your offered goblet and took a swig from it. Judging by her expression she tries to mask, you can tell that she likes it.

"Son huh, I knew the Count had a few daughters, but I had no idea he had a son", she said

"It's alright, your not the only one in the same position as I have discovered myself. To be fair, I have been gone for quite some time, apparently long enough for anyone other than family to forget about me", you responded.

"Wait, if your Leina's Twin, wouldn't you be the rightful heir to the Count?", she asked as the thought just occurred to her.

"Humph, that'll be the day", you muttered to yourself as you pulled out of plate out of your satchel and with wave of your hand a meal of roasted chicken, mashed potatoes and salad appeared as if out of thin air and gave it to her. She was suspicious but she accepted and dug into it.

"What's that supposed to mean? And what's with this room service? this food and drink is the best I've had well, anywhere", She said with food in her mouth in between sentences.

" 'Sigh', First of all thank you, It takes quite of bit of patients and precision even with magic, which I'm noticing doesn't seem to bother you. As for why I'm sharing it with you, well consider it my thanks for bringing back my sister safe and sound and to apologize if my other sisters got a little too rough with you bringing you in here", you explain. "As for that first question, that's a bit of a personal matter but to make a long story short, my father specifically chose Leina over me on the fact that she looks just like our mother who died eight years ago after succumbing to her wounds sustained in the Queen's Blade tournament at the time, coupled with the fact that the Vance family has had it out with the Queen and Queen's Blade since it's conception and that the next Queen's Blade is just a few months away, you can say he's hellbent to keep her away from the Queen's Blade as much as possible, even if she has to imprison her in his own rank and castle."

"Wow, well I've seen a lot of things, granted I've never seen magic like that in action before, but heard enough about it so it's not that surprising to see it, more surpising that a member of the Vance family even knows magic really", she said "As for your sister, poor kid, really feel sorry for her."

"Clearly not sorry enough to let her go when you had her in your custody", you said in a slightly accusatory tone, fishing for information your looking for now that you established some dialogue.

"Well to be fair I didn't know the full details, and the money was good, and she was safer here than over that mountain picking fights without knowing her now strengths. It wasn't until I actually share her imprisonment in this place that I felt real sorry. I'll be sure to make it up to her when I get out of here", she said, smiling in a bit of embarrassment.

"Picking fights you say, with whom would warrant such concern from a bandit of the wild other than the worth of coin?" you asked a bit intrigued.

"Hey, I can be Altruistic when I feel like it" she responded with a frown in a tone of a bit of indignation. "I am the Benevolent Bandit of the Wild after all. As who she picked a fight with, none other than a servant of the Swamp Witch, Melona...

"The Argent Assassin", you intercepted. "Yes Ive heard of her, one of the witches most deadliest assets, with an opponent like that, and her little to no combat experience or training, she wouldn't have stand a chance if she was foolish to face her head on. Maybe if she had a plan...

"If her plan was to get her ass kicked and played with on purpose, I'd say she was spectacular", she intercepted in turn in a sarcastic remark.

You frowned at that, finding it in poor taste. More serious on your mind was what to proceed from here. You met her gave her some food and drink to thank her for her help, but you still the need the punish her for a bit for Leina. Another part or you, the more primal aspect, has been whispering in your mind just how hot this amazon of a woman was. If it wasn't for the rugged clothes and wild shade of hair, it she could pass as a sister or twin to your elder Sister Claudette, whom your still pined for, more quietly then your younger sister Elina to be sure. This thought brought you back to Elina calling Risty a mongrel Dog, which make you think of taking the woman before you as a pet dog to play, an pet and Breed and sick on your enemies. Needless to say, despite how wrong this line of thinking was your pants suddenly become tighter.

You need to make a decision and act soon or else things will get awkward. You could just leave her in this cell, act on your growing fantasies, or smothering else?