Role

Chapter 5

"Drip, drip, drip..." you hear a monotonous and repetitive noise coming from
a leak in the ceiling of this dark, dank dungeon. The dungeon smells musty
and old and there are the remainders of spiders in the form of cobwebs
scattered across the dungeon. The cells are filled with torture devices and
the remains of their last victims. You know that this place has been
deserted for quite some time, and doubt you will find any survivors, from the
cruel slavers down this deep in their stronghold. But wait, you hear talking
in the distance, in the back corner of the place. How can this be? No one
could survive down here for any length of time. Can they?

"Aerandir, do you know how long we have been down here?" A soft, female
voice was heard.

"It's quite hard to tell you, Aryze, when we have not seen the light of day
for 15 years." A male voice answered.

When you hear this, you come closer to get a better glimpse of the two
survivors. One, is of a relatively short male half-elf, and another of a
tall, slender female half-elf. The male has dark brown hair with blue eyes.
The female, has auburn red hair, and bright emerald green eyes. Both are
wearing tattered rags that barely cover their unmentionables. Both show
obvious signs of torture, but the scars and evidence had faded away over the
apparent years.The two show signs of malnutrition but seem to have survived
quite well, considering. By the male, there is a spring of water and some
magically created water. This half-elf is definitely a healer, judging by
this scene. The female, you cannot tell. You judge that both seem to be
about the same age, both of which are still quite young, for half-elves.

"Do you think we will ever get out of this place alive, brother?" The female
asked.

"We will, when the locks rust over. Then we can break the locks, and leave
when we can. Our captures quite forgot that we were down here," the other
answered.

"I think they thought we would die, imprisoned."

"Perhaps. I would not be surprised. Not many free creatures can survive a
dark place like this with no sight of the sun, especially with no food or
water."The male waved his hands and a piece of bread appeared in his hands.
they underestimated us, no?"

The female just nodded slowly for a moment or two, and both fell silent.
The female sit down, staring off into the distance, apparently very troubled.
sighs, not exactly knowing what to do or say.

"Oh, brother?" She finally says. "Can we just try to break the locks now?
It has been quite some time since we last saw the cruel man. Perhaps the
locks are weak enough, especially between the two of us."

"I suppose it cannot hurt. Let us try."

You see the two half-elves struggle to force the lock. After a few moments,
they let go of the lock and pant, exhausted.

"I do not think this will do, unfortunately. We must wait," the male said.

"How long, brother?"

"I say a good ten years, or so."

"I can't live like this for ten more years! No! I won't live like a caged,
scared animal! It has been too long!" The female runs into the walls and
cage bars for a moment or two, and then stops suddenly. "I'm getting out of
here, now!"

"Now, Aryze, don't get yourself, too hurt.

"I don't care. I am getting out of here!" You see the femal