hellrazoromega
Department of Redundancy Department.
At the bottom of the stairs you find a rather large wine cellar, that has been all but cleared of anything that may have been stored here. You see 7 rough looking fellows surrounding a girl in her late teens. The girl is cursing fluidly in Montaigne as the men laugh and jeer in a mix of Castille, and Vodacce.
The one who seems to be the leader of the ruffians speaks over the others, " Come on girl we don't have time for this and you'd fare not better than we would in the hands of the Inquisition. In fact I suspect you'd fare far worse."
The girl replies amid a string of curses," I'll not you son of a whore, I'd suffer the rack to watch you swing."
You enter at that moment and everyone turns in your direction.
The one who seems to be the leader of the ruffians speaks over the others, " Come on girl we don't have time for this and you'd fare not better than we would in the hands of the Inquisition. In fact I suspect you'd fare far worse."
The girl replies amid a string of curses," I'll not you son of a whore, I'd suffer the rack to watch you swing."
You enter at that moment and everyone turns in your direction.