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Chapter 17

Pleebert had been left for days in her cell without food. Every scarce while,
seeming like a week, a body part from another experimental prisoner or small
rotten fruits were thrown in to keep her alive. From only having such small
amounts of food, she learned to scavenge down to even the most inedible bits
of the food presented to her. Were it a body part, she would scavenge it so
well that even a single finger could help her last several more days. With
pains and cramps of starvation came her remembrance of her family's training.
"Pain was good, embrace it and thrive in it." She let that single thought
engulf her mind as she sat day in and day out, in that small and damp cell.

Suddenly, during one of the dull days in her cell, a visible gas started to
leak in. Pleebert had no idea what it was, but immediately tried to fight it
off. Being the smart Orc she was, she started bashing the gas. That obviously
didn't work too well as she went through it, hit a wall with her head, and
fell to the ground unconscious.

Mumbling as she started to wake, Pleebert tried to see what surrounded her.
She was strapped tightly down to a table and surrounded by Gnomes is robes.
Some held knives, others held wands, and many of them had strange trinkets
that she couldn't identify. Letting out as fierce a warshout as she could
muster, which was responded to by the full Gnome population laughing in her
face. Distorted faces, big noses, stupid accents. . . . .All of it twirled
like a cyclone around Pleebert's vision. Hate and fury filled her body as she
glared at the gnomes.

For hours and hours they poked, prodded, and casted on her. Her head was
bashed, her arms stabbed, she had trinkets shoved in random orifices. . . . .
.Spells made random limbs different sizes, and they used the darker magics to
give her every spellbound disease and poison possible. This torture seemed to
last forever. The only way Pleebert survived was by letting her consciousness
flow into the fury and hate that filled her mind, it acted as an aegis,
numbing her from the pain happening to her physical body. The numb pain was
slowly matched with a feeling of separation from her body as she drifted into
unconscious.