Roleplay from Sharn
The cart came to a halt. Sharn, still bound and hooded could hear the sound of bustling activity outside. Although the Judge of Swordfell had authorised her early release from the prisons, she was kept blind and taken to an unkown location.
"Ere is where we drop you off young lady" one of her captors spoke into her ear, "Go off and be a good girl now, wont ya. May this be a lesson to ya 'your highness' HAha!"
With that, Sharns captor rolled her out of the back of the cart, forcing her to drop upon the dusty road with a painful thud. Still hooded and curled up on the floor, she heard the cart pull away with the sound of her captors laugh fading into the distance.
Moments later, the scraping sound of footsteps approached. The hood ripped from her head and Sharn looked up to see a scruffy peasant lady with straggly gray hair looking down at her inquisitively.
Now studying her surroundings, Sharn was relieved to see that she had been returned back to the Capital of Unterstom, as she lay in the central square.
"You been in prison avn't ya m'love?" The peasant lady spoke, "They always take the effort to bring yer back here. Dunno why, it be a mystery to me"
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"...Together We Stand, Divided We Fall!..." -- 'Hey You', Pink Floyd
