[RPG] {FEI} {Zonaan Prison} Calamity

[Karl Greenley]

  Tacin paced restlessly in his cell, waiting for word that his story
had been confirmed. Not the most comfortable of surroundings, better
than crawling through the mud....

  ...the mud soaked into his clothes, rain chilling him to the bone.
Alone now, Lanfreid had died half a mile ago, lost to infections of
wounds from escaping the Zonsan guards. The chill brought, at least, a
comfortable numbness, survival won our over frustration and rage at
this turn of fate.

  He'd two choices to get to Alanurs, where, with any luck, his
caravan drivers were to meet him- to go through through Cutnipaniel or
Batesaor. While the general Nighthelm guards didn't seem to be
watching out for him, he was certain Cutnipaniel would be full of
Sensoke's men, ready to inflict further indignities on him.

  In any case, there might be a chance of finding a sympathetic ear in
Batesaor, someone he could present his case to, to fight the slander
that Nighthelm's agents had spread about him, framing him a spy,
causing the guards to attempt to attack him in Hutael.

  After a moment of rest he crept forward again...

  ...but he didn't have the time to waste rotting in this cell. People
were starving, depending on that caravan, and all he could do was wait
for the gears of politics to turn and clear his name. Wait while with
nothing to distract him, his frustration and rage at this set-up
continued to grow.

-- 
-Karl