Leaving the stunned Fréa lying on the floor, Brytta hurried over to Heldór's cell. Jamming the key into the lock, he turned it and the door swung inward. Heldór was sleeping on the cell floor, stretched out on a straw matress.
Shaking him, Heldór rolled over, rubbing his eyes. When he looked up and saw Brytta, his face cracked into a smile. "I knew you would come; but how did you do it, brother?"
Brytta ushered him out of the cell. "No time to talk; I've got to get you out of here."
Liol appeared from the other room, dragging the key-master with some difficulty. They gagged both him and Frea, binding the two with cord Liol had found and locking the pair in an empty cell. Brytta then signaled to Rochil and Aldwulf through the window, and several ropes were handed up.
Brytta and Heldór attached them firmly to the thin bars. They then stood back and waited. Half a minute later, the ropes pulled taunt. Brytta had a brief moment of worry that the bars would prove to be too strong, but these fears were soon erased from memory. The bars were torn out in one quick jerk, falling to the ground below. Heldór was helped through the window, into the waiting hands of Rochil who was standing below.
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Novnarwen's post:
Liol leaned back against the cold prison wall. It had not been easy to move the man's body. With great effort she had dragged him through the door, leading to the cell room, where she stumbled over another body. Close by were her beloved cousins, Brytta and Heldór. They gagged the two new prisoners and locked them up in an empty cell. The signal was given by Brytta and in the window ropes appeared. A few moments of waiting and there were no barred windows anymore. The had attached the ropes to the bars and pulled as hard as they could. Liol gave a sigh of relief when Heldór disappeared through the window, happy to see him in good hands.
After she'd dropped to the ground, she turned to Brytta with a grin. "Have you noticed?" Liol asked Brytta happily.
"What?" he asked while making ready to leave.
"I, Liol, have almost become a social person," she laughed. Brytta wrinkled his brows before he too gave a laugh. He had understood.
[ July 22, 2003: Message edited by: Child of the 7th Age ]
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