[Darksider]

(OOC: Four days after the battle)

Drake: unnngg.... Wat, what 'appened? UNG!

Voice 1: HE AWAKES! CALL THEM NOW, YOU USLESS HAND!

Drake: who're you? God, i feel groggy. Didjer hit me or sommat.

Sligit: I'll tell yer. That bastard friend of yours, he brought us home to his house. He gave yer some food, and yer ate it. Then yer suddenly keels over, sleepin. He steps over and ties yer up, and laughs. I tells him he can just drop it, and swings mah fletcher up ter cut him ter ribbons. But then his "wife" hits me on the head, and im blacked out. His wife is this big fellah here, really a big man.

Drake: Marbul... betrayed me? Damn, ill kill him fer this! He'll...

Lut: Shaddap. You're gonna die in a few days, no food, constant pain, so yeh can shaddap about killin him. And yer bells are useless. You an' your friend are now the property of the torturers. Yer gonna scream afore they're done with ya'. I'm Lut, so yer know.

Sligit: son, yer a complete fool. Ya know who yer dealin' with?

Lut: a fool who cannot recognize magic bondings.

Drake: no. a fool who cant properly bind someone magically.

Drake's hands suddenly shot up, and a second later Lut was dead on the floor, ashes from magic fire.

Drake: let us go! he is as bad on you as on me. move your hands straight up.

Sligit: damn, im free.

Drake: fool, he left us our weapons. the torturers didn't get here fast enough, cuz they left me my stuff and yours.

Sligit: lets get back to Pyke then. For now, shall we declare partnership?

Drake: that is acceptable. Let us go.

With that, the two new partners stole off for pyke.