To Be a Bhaalspawn

By Troy Hedding

The Pink Hair Thief

This man or devil was speaking to him, but he wasn't really listening. He had only recently awoke from a restless sleep in the dingy cell that this devil man had kept for him. This devil man refereed to the fact that he was one the many children of Bhaal the lord murder who was killed during the child of troubles. The devil man wanted to continue his experiments the pain was only minor and the Paladin in the cell had felt worse pain then this before. He use to resit the experiments, but that was before he saw red mixed with the pink of his childhood friend. The only family he had left.

"More intruders have enter the complex master!" A rather large golem shouted interrupting the devil man's experiments.

The Paladin watched as the devil man worked his magic and vanished from sight. A few moments later a pink hair women enter this prison from a side door. She was dirty her black and yellow out fit showing that she had been here for a long time. She quickly moved to the Paladin's cage and she pulled an lock pick from her hair for a brief moment the Paladin could see a scar on her forehead. It made him flinch, but the pink hair thief didn't seem to notice.

In a quick few seconds the pink hair thief had the cell door unlocked and opened for the Paladin. The pink hair Thief was trying to get the Paladin to move, but he wouldn't move. The Paladin didn't believe that this pink hair thief was real. She wouldn't come to rescue him not after what had happen.

"Wake up, you! Wake up! Come on you we have to get out of here!" The pink hair thief shouted and the Paladin stare at the pink locks on her head. They went down a little past her face line. The Paladin could remember when her hair was much longer, but the pink hair thief had to cut it. Still she was beautiful even if her was face covered in dirt.

"Imoen, is that you...?" The Paladin said his voice barely above a whisper.

"He really did mess with you?" Imoen said to the Paladin her voice betraying her surprise. The Paladin wonder whether or not that Imoen had some high image of him. What a stupid girl...

"Of course he did." Imoen said to him and the Paladin could sense the bitterness in her voice.

"It doesn't matter, we have to get out of here!" Imoen shouted and the Paladin agreed completely with his childhood friend.

The Paladin stepped out of the cage and with he step the pounding headache followed him. He needed to think. What to do...What to do. He rubbed his aching forehead.

"You have the headache too, huh?" Imoen said as stared at the Paladin.

"We can't do this on our own and weapons we need that." The Paladin said as he was getting better control over the situation.

"I know that Minsc and Jaheira cells are located at the north end of this room while I saw some gear in the room I past to get here." Imoen said and the Paladin was half listening to what she was saying.

For some reason he couldn't explain he wanted to get back into the cell. What would he be made to do if he anger that devil man? But the Paladin shook his head in attempt to remove that kind of thoughts. If the pink hair thief had to find away to escape this place by herself could she do it? Would she get hurt? What would happen to her if she did escape would the devil man chase after her?

"Why are we just standing here! We need to get moving!" Imoen shouted startling the Paladin from his thoughts.

The Paladin slammed the cell door shut. He would go with the pink hair thief He would protect her. His childhood friend would be safe. It was the least he could do for her after all...