Thread: Scorceror's Conquest (closed for Slashed007)

They arrived and the feeling brought a deep dread into Laceys heart. She felt the fear creep up on her and drip throughout her body, making her tremble. They carried her off the ship in the cage, how demeaning that was. She felt her body ache all over when she tumbled into the cage bars. Getting carried wasnt the best means of transportation, especially when moving only caused pain. She said nothing as her eyes gazed about the spaceport, everything seemed so dark. Most of the colors were dark and faded, a dark red etched over the walls while black marble coated the floor. The spaceport seemed new, but everything felt terrible. The spaceport lacked comfort and interest, the colors seemed to dissuade any entrance from visitors. She knew immediately that this place was not meant for comfort. Soon the solider carrying her cage placed it down in an open carriage, one that still allowed her to see the world around her. The land seemed primitive compared to other planets she had visited. The land seemed to lack the normal technology, but provided a sense of fear. The lands seemed to reflect the primitive nature of the sorcerer a man who seemed to love power and war. She had been enthralled in the scenery and didnt even notice the other solider coming up to her cage, until one of the armored men yelled with force. Her blue eyes gazed up at the solider who yelled observing the armor that seemed tightly packed, it fit his muscle like a glove. The man was more than intimidating and she watched the other man shrink away. Her eyes moved from the intimidating guard to a man whose pride had clearly been injured. He hadnt liked the words that came from the higher ranked guard. She could see the wheels turning in his head, she knew he would speak up for himself. Just as she figured, his words echoed out as if gentling arguing with the man who had just scolded him. The solider seemed to adopt a sinister look as he answered the traitor with harsh words that stung even Lacey. How rude could one man be? She wasnt about to confront him though, not after the encounter she just witnessed, and especially not after the fact that the other men were eyeing her with lust in their eyes. Lacey remained quiet observing every movement, every building, and all the strange faces around her. She needed to remember as much as she could, she need to learn her enemy and there ways. If she remember the way it seemed possible for her to stage an escape, eventually anyway. If she planned it right, the feat seemed possible. The journey waged on, until eventually they arrived at a large citadel that looed gothic and scary. The place seemed strategically made to intimidate all who entered. Once again she felt the cage being lifted and winced as her long blonde hair got caught beneath the cage. The annoyance continued to grow, just as her fear and her angry grew. She wished she could override the fear with anger, but at the moment fear seemed to be winning her internal battle. She had no idea what this sorcerer would be like, what he would do. She felt all the unknown variables torment her mind, causing more worry and desperation. Still though, she remained quiet until they approached a great hall of some sort. She hoped desperately the sorcerer would be choosing her fate at this particular moment that gave her little time to plan an escape.