Skye sits up, with a splitting headache. Well, at least trys to sit up. *smack!* "Ooowie" She rubs her head, looking up at the low ceiling of what looks to be a cave. "How the heck did I get here?" she wonders, then grimaces as she remembers her, er, clumsy moment back at the Bar. "Ok, by now I should expect that I be left here to rot, so I have to try and rescue myself, without messin everything up more. *Brrr!* Why is it so cold?!" She rubbs her hands together, finally noticing the frost on her clothes and.... "wait a sec, where are my weapons?!" She looks about frantically, and trys to get up, but falls, as her feet seem to be chained together. She hears a noise comming from the back of the small cavern.
"So, the elf-woman is finally awake, eh?" the shadow chuckles. She holds her breath in suspense as a figure steps out from the shadows...
OOC- Ergh, why do they make computers so bright? I have the hugest headache of the century! -_-;;
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