Dragons and Thrones: A Reborn Terror

Chapter 50 of my crossover story, we are back with Briala, things are about to hit their worst, be ready.

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Disclaimer: Game of Thrones belongs to George R.R. Martin. Dragon Age belongs to Bioware.


Briala

Briala grit her teeth, still trying to focus clearly; she wasn't sure how long it had been, surely a day at least. The only good side to their current predicament was that Jaime seemed to have survived being dosed with Lyrium, his breathing was still ragged and he had a strange haunted expression on his face, but he was alive and it seemed the worst was over.

Brienne was as uncomfortable as ever, perhaps even more so following her previous actions in comforting Jaime. However it seemed he had no taunts or anything biting to say towards her.

Briala bit her lip. 'Again, these people of Westeros make for strange companions…It's just a shame it took such horrific suffering to put an end to their bickering.'

Pleased though she was with that, they were still trapped, they still needed to find a way to escape.

'But I can't seem to focus, even with my Bard training, which should allow me to work through pain like this?' Briala noted, perplexed. 'Urgh, dammit, what is wrong with me…Is, could they be putting something in the food and drink they give us, is that why?'

It was not an unlikely scenario she had to admit, while just about all those running Halamshiral now were Red Templars, those two Venatori were still present and seemed to take greater glee in the captives suffering than the inhuman Red Templars. The Venatori were definitely all Tevinter and would know a thing of two about concoctions like that.

She was broken out of her thoughts however by the sounds of heavy footsteps, she had come to identify them easily now. From the tight expressions on her companion's faces, they had too, the Red Templars were returning. However they were helpless, they were still securely chained up and therefore couldn't do much.

The doors opened and the Red Templars entered, clearly intending to take them for more torture. Briala grit her teeth and tried to remain impassive; however her shock was too much to hide when suddenly, ignoring Jaime completely, they simply grabbed her and Brienne and dragged them out of the cell.

As they were being taken out, Briala acted on impulse and struggled; this earned her a backhand across the face but also resulted in a distinctive metallic noise of something hitting the floor. Briala just hoped it was what she thought it was.

'If so, we may have some hope at last.' She thought to herself, silently praying.

The rest of the trip to the torture chamber was quiet, even Brienne didn't struggle; she knew the strength of these beasts. As they arrived at the torture chamber, they saw the two Venatori were already present, one of them looked up and grinned darkly.

"Ah, excellent, we are ready for another round." He remarked. "Well, let's get started, also, we should make things more…interesting."

Briala's skin crawled at that, but she couldn't react fast enough. Rather than simply unlacing the back of the dress, like previously, this time she found herself and Brienne being stripped naked.

Briala gasped horrified, Brienne immediately let out a yell, but it was futile; completely exposed they were dragged forwards and the chains at their wrists were secured over their heads to the hooks on the ceiling. The hooks, Briala noted, had been set at different heights, so that despite towering over Briala, Brienne was forced up onto her toes, just like the female Elf, increasing their discomfort and pain.

'What the…They, this isn't…Maker no…' Briala thought frantically. 'More interesting, they still intend to torture us I expected that. But these inhuman Red Templars never showed any of those, urges…Oh, but the Venatori…'

Her thoughts were cut off as once again, the whip cracked across her back. She heard Brienne's yell and knew she had suffered the same. Trying desperately to control it, Briala's entire consciousness shrunk to the whip, the pain, Brienne's screams as the burning torch was added to the whip.

With no clothing to inhibit them, their torturers became more aggressive. Several times the whip would curl and lash their breasts, the torch would be used to burn their bellies, even their buttocks were lashed by the whip.

Briala bit back a groan, certain she was blushing due to her nudity. 'Degradation, humiliation and torture; these men know their torments.'

Glancing at Brienne, she could see the large woman was breathing heavily, trying to resist, her face scarlet with humiliation too.

It was after the torture the Venatori stood up.

"Well, this has been fun, but now time for the interesting part." One of them said, before addressing the other. "Which one do you want?"

The crass way in which he said chilled Briala, Brienne didn't miss their meaning either; the Venatori intended to have their way with them.

The second laughed. "I know she's got no teats and is ugly as fuck, but the giant slut might be interesting, could have lots of fun with her."

Brienne immediately reacted. "You animal, you cannot, I will not let you touch me, GET AWAY FROM ME, YOU…!"

Both Venatori glared at Brienne's tirade. "Shut that fucking bitch up!"

One of the Red Templars stepped forwards, holding an obviously dirty and possibly foul smelling rag.

"I SWEAR, IF YOU COME NEAR ME, I WILL KI-MRUGHM M MMMMMMMMMMM!"

Brienne's words were cut off when the rag was shoved roughly into her mouth, stuffing it full.

The first Venatori then remarked. "Have fun with that one, I'll take the Elf."

Briala's instincts kicked in and, despite barely knowing Brienne, she wanted to protect her.

"No, please…" She began, she had to be quick, or they'd silence her too. "Don't hurt her…I…You can have me instead!"

The men stopped, both started at her, Brienne shrieked into her gag, but they all ignored her.

"Well, well, interesting offer Elf." One of the Venatori remarked, eyed her body. "I think I wouldn't mind accepting that, what about you?"

The other nodded grinning. "Perfect, no reason to waste time with an ugly slut when the Elf will have both of us."

They laughed and accepted Briala's offer. She had to face both of them now, but if it would protect Brienne, she would endure.

The muffled screams however told her Brienne's torment was not done. Opening her eyes Briala was horrified to see the men pressing a red hot branding iron into Brienne's chest. The mark left behind had to be the Venatori's symbol; the Venatori barked some orders and Brienne was removed from the hook and instead bound tightly to a chair. Briala was strapped down on a makeshift bed that had been brought in.

More screams drew Briala's attention. 'Maker; that is…urgh…'

Adding more to Brienne's pain, what looked like sharpened clamps connected by a chain with lead weights attached to the chain had been attached to Brienne's nipples. But before Briala could say or do anything, one of the Venatori was already on her; groping her breasts with glee.

"Ready, whore." He queried rhetorically.

Briala did not reply, she simply shut herself off inside herself, waiting for it to be over, as she suffered the fate of countless female Elves before her.


End of chapter, well, things have just reached their worst point for Briala and her companions, one more chapter for her to go in this story BTW, also, next chapter, we finally welcome the return of Arya as her POV is next, she's in a tight spot too remember, so things are still looking bleak. Anyway, read and review please.