Hunt for the Dragon RPG

[Child of the 7th Age]

The last thing Elentari remembered was walking cautiously along the darkened tunnel with her sword clutched tightly in her hand, and suddenly feeling a great net descend over her head and body. The ruffians had stuffed a gag into her mouth so quickly that, despite her efforts to cry out for help, she was unable to make a single sound other than a few muffled groans. She'd been slung up into a net and rudely carried down the tunnel, with her arms and legs desperately flailing in all directions.

Halfway up the tunnel, at a point where it split into two different pathways, Elentari had made one last valiant attempt to free herself from the thugs. The Elf had failed miserably. Her necklace had wrenched in two and fallen to the ground, a single gleeming gemstone on a broken silver chain which lay quietly by the side of the darkened tunnel, a silent confirmation of the direction in which she'd been hauled away.

When her head hit against the rough stone walls, Elentari had fallen unconscious. The next time she awoke, her companions were nowhere to be seen. She found herself bound against a tree with the ropes cutting cruelly into her wrists and ankles. She could dimly see and hear the ruffians as they celebrated around the campfire, gulping down large flagons of ale and squabbling with each other over who would get to claim her weapons and have the honor of using them to slice her throat.

[ June 16, 2003: Message edited by: Child of the 7th Age ]