"We 'ave no idea what's down there. If we try to follow, we'll probably just be caught." Tall Wymond looks very worried.
*Shifts weight* "What do we do just sit here?"
The last members of the Hand enter the tunnel, leaving only the unfamiliar man. He glances around, and then follows them down, pulling over a hidden trapdoor to conceal the entrance.
The guards pay no mind to his worries. They lead the prisoners onward, down a flight of stairs, and finally stopping at what appear to be old prison cells.
*Stares annoyed at the cells but doesn't try to pull away.*
The guards bring Blake and Anders into separate cells, remove their manacles, and shut the doors.
The last members of the Hand enter the tunnel, leaving only the unfamiliar man. He glances around, and then follows them down, pulling over a hidden trapdoor to conceal the entrance.
Tall Wymond sighs. "I don't know."
*Shifts uneasily* "I'm with you what ever you decide."
The last members of the Hand enter the tunnel, leaving only the unfamiliar man. He glances around, and then follows them down, pulling over a hidden trapdoor to conceal the entrance.
Tall Wymond sighs. "I don't know."
*Shifts uneasily* "I'm with you what ever you decide."
"We need to watch for now, see if anyone comes up, figure out who these people are."
They haven't been watching long when they see new figures on the horizon, descending from the northwest. There are about ten of them, all armored, led by a short man in black and gray.
They haven't been watching long when they see new figures on the horizon, descending from the northwest. There are about ten of them, all armored, led by a short man in black and gray.
*Glances at Tall Wymond to see what his reaction.*
