She couldn’t remember how long it took her to pass out, thirsty, exhausted, and--above all else--pained. But when she awoke it was with a smack of a palm against her face, “You’ve been sleeping on the job,” that now familiar, hateful voice told her. The only...
The Jail
Trigger Warning Kaesa, a.k.a. Sunia Frostwhisper, growled angrily, rubbing the developing bruise on the side of her head. She was naked, on a cold rock floor but for a centaur rug, a tiny mattress beside her, no blankets or pillows to be found. The tiny elf looked...