Labalyn's memorial

[Anastasia]

It does not radiate magic.

[Nephrite]

"Cresiel, would you please?" Moore says. "Please step back from the door if you can."

[Anastasia]

Cresiel grabs the iron bars and pulls.

> roll 1d20+14
<Penuche> Kotono invokes Penuche's magic: < 31 > [d20=17]

The bars whine and groan, but slowly bend apart. Cresiel steps aside and says, "Go ahead."

[Nephrite]

Moore will step through them and hope he can see better from the other side!

[Anastasia]

You step in. A tiny cell, far smaller inside than out.

A woman, barely a skeleton with flesh attached, shivers in a ball before you. Her entire body is stained bloody red, the only hair a few greasy clumps of brown. She is nude and constantly shivering, shaking and rocking back and forth.

[Nephrite]

This is easy enough - some magic is called for.

Heal and Heart's ease for starters, let's see what happens after that.

[Anastasia]

The woman goes still as the magic washes over her - and she begins to cry, soft and shaking.

[Nephrite]

"Peace." Moore says as he kneels down, attempting to at least give her some basic clothing with his divine will.

"You are safe now. My name is Moore, of Celestia." He says, quietly. "I'm here with my friends to find the warden of this prison - may I ask who you are and how long you've been here, if you know?"

[Anastasia]

That's easily enough done.

"Seema," she manages to answer at last, "My name...my name is still Seema. I'm still Seema."

[Nephrite]

Take 10 on K:P for 118, name ring any bells?

"Hello Seema." Moore says with a cheerful smile. "I'm looking for a friend of mine who just got... taken, do you have any idea where they keep new prisoners, by any chance? It's all right if you don't."

[Anastasia]

No bells are rung.

"L-lower. Lowest," Is Seema's answer, shaking. "T-thank you. Thank you. I want to go home. I can go home now?"

[Nephrite]

"For now, please stay here, it's where you are safest." Moore says. "I will return shortly and take you home, I promise. We're here to talk to the warden, and I fear you wouldn't be safe with us."

[Anastasia]

"No. Please. No. NO!" She looks up, "Don't abandon me! Please! I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it was my fault. Just don't leave me!" Seema shouts, eyes all on you now. "Another recess is due soon."

[Nephrite]

"Recess? What does that mean?" Moore asks.

He will just not ask what was her fault, whatever it is she did she's clearly penitent of some nature.

[Anastasia]

"Recess. They let some of us out into a yard." A shiver, a new one. "The guards don't stop anything there."