out. Finding none, I sat back down and began to formulate a plan of
escape.
I lay down, and closed my eyes, making it seem that I had not yet waked from
my healing sleep. I began to groan in pain, and then began to yell, and
shortly after I started to shout. Not to long after, I heard footsteps coming
from above.
The door creaked open as someone entered the room. Putting my plan to action I
began to convulse, faking a seizure. The person ran forward attempting to help
me, and grabbed my arms. I opened my eyes, and reversed his group, and spun
him over. Landing on top of him, I got a lock on his adams apple.
'You move, or make any noise, and you die.' As an answer to my command, he
stared atenot say "no."
A letter of encouragement, much needed. I crumpled the letter and through it
on the ground, pretending it was nothing but something to entertain me. Lord
Teldor smiled, asking if Sidholt was a friend. Where upon I told him he was
simply an ally, we had mutual interests, and we understood eachother. With the
business completed, he asked if I needed anything else. I told him of the
unnecessary roughness Lord Rek had shown me after I had released him. He
promised to look into it for me. Afterwords we talked for a bit more about my
battle with Lord Dartain.
'Is there anything else you require.' He asks.
I looked at the overturned plate on the ground and looked up at him hungrily.
'Perhaps some more food could be brought...I seemed to have...finished with
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