[RPG] [BT] [LDB] Filin: The daemon prison.

[Vin]

'*Just a bit more…..*' the man thought, stretching his arm through the iron
bars '…then I am….' trying to flick the lock open with a flat piece of
rusted iron.'….free!'.

*Using his finger with uttermost dexterity, the skilled man danced the iron
through the fissure. After moments of turmoil and sweat, a sound of a
'click' echoed through the prison cells.*

The man pulled back his arm through the bars, leaving the piece of rusted
iron back in the key hole. Laughter followed a smile, then a yell from his
torn throat "*DAMN*".

As an answer to the yell, a voice spoke up from behind the frustrated man "*You
might try a thousand times my friend and still never succeed.*"

*There in the corner, equally spaced between the walls of the prison sat a
young man. His legs folded onto himself, each foot below the others thigh
and his hands folded over his chest. The expression of calmness seemed to
surround him, but at the same time he had a tinge of seriousness expressed
above his closed eyes. *

* *"*We have been captured by creatures which were not known to be existent,
until recently. So I dare think they would fashion their locks the same way,
as we do.*"

Folding all his fingers to a fist, the frustrated man hit empty air in front
of him. "*So what do you know about them…what do you know about them?…which
can help us?"*

*The young man loosened his arms and then unfolded his legs away from his
thighs. Getting up from his rest, he moved open palms against the portion of
the dark cell which framed a small figure and a few letters scribbled at the
bottom of it.*

             "*If* *you have patience, I shall try to explain within the a
weeks time*" .
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