Chaots to the left of me Axe Fiends to the right but am I complaining, no, I'm having the time of my life stuck here in a cage with a pessimist mage named Errol and a rather stoic ranger named Erius all thanks to my two friends who miraculously managed to avoid captivity unlike myself. Not that it's going to help me much; I doubt either of them will come back for me. They're good people, but they're cowards.
Oh well, I always did want to go out as a fiery effigy to a primitive god and be placed at the fore front of a bestial siege army. In fact my drill instructor always said it was the best I could ever hope for.
"You really shouldn't pace like that." Fey shot a look over her shoulder at the man who had addressed her. Erius was his name, he was a ranger with the ascolon army who had been one of the few fortunate enough or perhaps unfortunate enough, to be taken prisoner instead of killed when the charr attacked. "It makes them uneasy."
"Good." And with that she resumed her pacing. She was angry. Angry and hurt that her fellows would abandon her to the charr and run to save there own hides. "So much for being a team." She though bitterly. She had known Blaire and Swift since she was a child. They had all grown up together in Ashford. It was hard for her to believe that they would abandon her when she needed them most, and it was even harder to accept but here she was in a cage while they were off hiding who knows where.
With any luck one of them, "hopefully both of them" she thought, made it back to the wall or maybe even Fort Ranik. With any luck reinforcements will be on the way to get them out of here. But if she had any luck left it wasn't helping her now because it seemed like the charr were getting ready to move out and from all the commotion it didn't seem like they where too happy about taking them along.
"This doesn't look good. I guess our stay here is finally coming to an end." The other occupant of the cage spoke up. Fey grimaced, it's not like Errol had done anything wrong, in fact he was probably quite right but she'd be damned if she was going to accept death as easily as he had.
"Lord, it sounds like a full out riot over there." Maybe lady luck decided to give her a helping hand after all she thought. If the charr were fighting amongst themselves this would give her, Erius and Errol a chance to escape. Of cause the blasted cage was constructed rather solidly and with no weapons they wouldn't be able to do much. Fey shook her head in defeat, there was no way they were going to manage to break out of the cage, secure weapons and fight their way through the remaining charr army or anything else that stood between them an safety. Taking one last look towards the charr camp Fey smiled as the most wonderful sight in her life was making its way up the river bank towards them. "Lady luck saves the day again" She thought to herself and started to laugh.