Runia eventually leant back as she eyed you off, studying your mortal coil. Eventually the Drow picked up a string and brought it over to you where she used it to begin measuring your tied up arms and legs. “Well you seem to be all normal in sense. What a shame, I’ll just start feeding you potions and we can see what becomes of you. Any objections? No? Good. Because I wouldn’t have cared anyways.” As the dark elf spoke with a hint of sass to her voice, she went back to her table.
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