He had gone to the campus using a rather unassuming identity of a professor to get around. Now it was exceedingly rare that he had gone here … the basement. A dark place though his eyes pieced though the darkness easy enough.

Keen ears could hear the sobs of students in the distance. The occasional snap of a whip … most of the rooms were sound proofed so a door had to be opened somewhere. The snapping sound stopped before he got to far though the sobs went on for a bit.

Coming to the opened door he peeked his head inside though what he saw had him closing the door. Ryu would be more alarmed if she saw or heard what was going on in there though the occupant did not seem to mind that he closed the door. He seemed pleased that he had disturbed someone enough to get them to close the door though Aegir was not disturbed at all he was merely concerned for the fellow student though in truth now that he thought of it the mood might have been set better.

Seven, eight, nine … he stopped. This would be the one. He had implanted the thought in the professors mind earlier to send Ryu here, well it was not her specifically but the thought to send and trouble makers this way had been set into him.

First period had barely begun and already he removed a student from his class although remarkable improvements were noted in her record and he knew this particular record very well. There were other cases who'd been gradually reformed by the facility and she had been no exception. One of the prefect's had severely punished her back in the day for insulting a teacher, followed by a drastic change in behaviour towards the various authority figures around the campus. This morning, however, Ryu Tanaka was late, rude and generally a thorn in the eyes of his colleagues and he wouldn't allow for these habits to be common once more.

Unknowingly acting on the thought implanted in his mind he issued a demerit and sent her to the basement at once, accompanied by a prefect not previously involved in punishing her. The woman was merely there to serve as an escort and to make sure she didn't try and elude whatever was in store for her, as unlikely as that was since they'd find her sooner or later in which case the punishment would only be worse.

"You were having such a good run, Ryu." Dump Ryu off at the room of their professor's choosing, that was all she had to do and while she obeyed his command with pride, she felt compelled to remind the red head of something they both knew. "Leri is gonna find out, you know? She's been keeping an eye on you for the past few months and you didn't slip, not once, but now .." Dragging her down the stairs through the dark corridors her grip on the student's wrist tightened, the metallic bracelet there making it difficult to do so in a way that could cause pain. Though she had to admit, it looked good on her.

"Oh, she is sooo going to abuse the living shit out of you when I tell her.", the girl remarked with a sadistic smile. "Miss Vallori talks about the way you scream and beg all the time .. Kinda makes me wanna punish you myself."

Before she could continue with the speech, intimidating Ryu with the mention of a familiar character within, they arrived at the room she was supposed to drop her off in. That was her task and she was devoted enough to pass on that possibility of breaking her down although she'd make sure the girl wouldn't make a run for it once she left. Pulling a key from one of her pockets she was surprised to find that the door hadn't been locked.

"Oh .." The two of them stood in the doorway for a moment as the door swung open and the prefect noted the presence of someone within. "I'm sorry, I didn't expect anyone to be here." One of the women had shoulder length, blonde hair brushed in perfectly straight lines whose eyes posessed a faint purple shade and who was slightly taller than the other girl overall. The prefect sash about her shoulder and waist made it obvious as to what position she was in, pushing the other girl inside with ease before pulling a detention slip from her navy colored vest and holding it out to him after checking it briefly. "Professor Douglas told me to bring this one here for the day, to this room specifically."

The prefect by the name of Elizabeth mistook his disguised form for another teacher since that was what she believed the people in the basement usually were if not students awaiting detention. That's what she was told anyway, not thinking too much into it as she stored the key in her pocket. "You'll find everything you need to know on here unless you were planning to leave anyway, we can just lock her inside so she's not going anywhere. I'm assuming it'd be best to leave her with you if you have the time since I don't know if he'll come down here to check up on her .."

"He tends to be rather forgetful sometimes. Didn't even write down the duration of her detention .. again." Ryu wasn't sure if the man was who she thought it'd be and remained silent, clasping her hands together before her lap as she watched on with uncertainty, purple eyes darting to her for a moment at the sound of fabric shifting near the door. With a firm, reassuring stance the prefect then pushed out her admirably shaped C-cup, her mind flooding with thoughts on the class she had to return to and the missed opportunity on toying with the busty red head herself. "With your permission I'll be taking my leave, sir."

The room was unlocked of course and inside was a man with long black braided hair. Green eyes flash as he casually looks over the red head. Her shapely form a causes him to feel his own arousal growing. This was going to be fun.

“No, that's quiet alright miss. There is no need to bother Mister Douglas when the demerit slip notes everything that she has done and needs to be corrected for. That will be all.”

He grins then waits for her to depart before he takes a quick look over the slip. “It seems that you've been quite disruptive Miss ...” He glares at the slip as he looks at it, his eyes flashing with anger as he looked back at her.

“Tanaka.” Shit, this was not good but the “professor” considers as he looks at the buxom red head again. She was one of the three that he wasn't suppose to touch. Miss Evans, who he had memory of Miss Tanaka and added later was “Amelia” she was added later and while he was aware that this was a pseudo name there had not been a means for him to find out her true name and he had only been referred by Aegir that “Amelia” was off limits too.

But he was angered that he would not have his fun with here with her today. He shook his head from side to side and sighed. “You have been here before?” And with his third eye now hidden from her he could see the the truth in her words.

Gersham debated ind dealing with her himself though he was not sure about the risk. Of course with her in the know there had been little reason for him to hold back from the truth as his form shifts to a three eyed man complete with claws and needle-like fangs. He made a sweeping gesture with a hand towards the center of the room revealing previously hidden chains that dangled down from the ceiling.

His voice deepened as a grin of sorts played over his features. Since you are no stranger to these things so I see no need to deceive you from the truth. Strip and get into those restraints.” He watched her as his hands folded across his chest. He gazed at her waiting for her to react unaware that Aegir was in the room one over monitoring what was transpiring here.

Aegir pondered for a moment. Did he dare have some fun with Ryu? He considered it for a moment and determined that he would, just a little. He pressed into her mind with his telepathic powers.

Ryu? There has been a slight snag in our plans. I am close but running a little behind schedule despite my best efforts. I sense that you have already made your way to the basement. I shall be there within five minutes ... Of course he was much closer than this and would step in if it needed to be addressed but right now he was curious to see if Gersham would obey outside of his presence.

"Very well, sir." When the supposed professor dismissed Elizabeth, the blonde haired student was quick on her feet and already on her way out before slamming the door shut, leaving Ryu to her fate. Having had concerns before she caught the look in his eyes and it naturally dawned on Ryu that something went horribly wrong, waking her from the fantasy she planned on living out here. That moment something stirred inside her, a surge of stunningly sobering panic when she heard her name spoken in such a manner that every single muscle of hers felt as though it had been paralyzed, her gaze never leaving the man's face.

When asked about her visits to the basement her throat had felt dry. She was drawing shorter breaths then, the young woman hesitant in her reply. "Regularly, sir." Hands pressed firmer into one another trying to clench into fists by the time she spoke though they blatantly couldn't, not knowing how to deal with the unexpected outcome of this little trip she'd expected to be comparably pleasant throughout. "I-I caused some trouble in the past and had my share of .. detention .. b-but I improved since then!"

Her being here was an argument against that sentiment, but how did she expect to reason with one that most likely had no interest in hearing any of it?

Shedding his old appearance in favor of his true form he stood before her, wicked claws sprouting from his hands although the fangs protruding from his lips made it difficult to focus on either, causing a chill to course through her lower back. The third eye didn't help one bit as Ryu made a grimace of surprise and terror, she knew the basement too well to expect this man, as remote as the definition seemed to be, to treat her any differently than the various basement dwellers she'd met during her time. Not only that, but when he read her name on the detention slip he'd glared at her in a way the meaning of which she didn't dare to even consider.

Her eyes flickered to the chains appearing out of thin air as she considered what to do next, he'd instructed her to strip and virtually put herself in a position that left her unable to put up much of a fight. Though she settled for fleeing from the basement, that initial thought vanished as a voice appeared in her head, the one she deliberately got herself in trouble for informed her of his tiny misshap. She recalled the meanwhile taunting memory of telling him to arrive on time over and over like a tape stuck on repeat, but that mattered little when she reached toward the top button of her blouse.

"Y-yes .. I'll do as you say." Every action, every sound she made was a manifestation of anxiety, of fear. There was little point in resisting if it'd only serve to enrage another monster, not here in the basement where they could literally play out any card they had up their endlessly deep sleeve. This was their realm, one she knew she couldn't escape unless she was allowed to or she passed out from the pleasure or pain, whatever their best interest truly was. Ryu struggled to remain calm as she unbuttoned the white top and slowly discarded it with the vest creating a small pile on the ground, the display far from erotic though nonetheless alluring.

The red head blushed strongly as her chest felt bare safe for the bra that held her impressive breasts in place, eyes drifting off his in shame as she began to remove that garment as well. Discarding the fabric her massive pair bounced free of restraints, giving the monster a nice view of her cleavage as she bent over to undo her skirt and panties next. Five minutes would be awfully long and she knew it, getting ready to move into the chains dangling from the ceiling in far less. With a subtle sway to her hips she approached the center of the room, putting her voluptuous hourglass figure on display including a decent view of her firm yet round backside. Despite having the body of an athlete, these womanly charms were a constant part of it, one that'd never leave men wanting when they finished with her.

Free of any clothing except for the bracelet Aegir had bestowed upon her as a gift the night before she did as she was told, wordlessly trapping her wrists in the restraints although she guessed if any resistance had occured he'd have subdued her with ease. Ryu had only stripped her clothes off because it wasted more time than simply having them ripped to shreds, Aegir needed some time after all and the less she spent in shackles the better.

The cuffs were ensuring a firm hold on her, deliberately so, nothing too tight unless he decided to change it for the worse. Swallowing hard her thighs anxiously crossed one another in a feeble attempt to block his view from her crotch and the delicate flower underneath, there was nothing she could do to hide her upper body so each motion was causing her heavy bosom to sway albeit reluctantly. The air around her seemed to caress them with its tender affections, flowing against the girl as she moved, her nipples gradually protruding from the pillowy mounds in a semi erect state.

“And yet you are here now,” he returned to her words about showing improvement. A repeat offender, mercy was tossed out the window now. Gersham gazed at her with those burgundy eyes of his, his lips curled up into the features of a slight grin at the fun that he was anticipating, at least initially until his eyes set upon the name on the slip.

He had not moved forward as she stripped though he was unaware that it was done to kill as much time as possible. She did not realize that he could not touch her but he was a demon and he would have used magic keeping to the letter rather than the spirit of any arrangement that he entered into. Even so he wasn't dealing from a position of power here and so he could not haul off and rape her senseless through magic either, some how that was probably going to annoy Aegir.

So Gersham was all too willing to let her strip. It was slow and hardly sensual though he did enjoy each of those curves being displayed before him. So far so good. She could have made this difficult for him especially if she were aware of that little rule not that he was not to touch her.

Though once she was naked and secured in place he walked forward and reached out intending to seize hold of a breast as if by instinct though he drew his hand back before making such enticing contact with her.

Like a shark he circled her as if searching for an opening that he could exploit. His eyes swam over each curve as he took them in. He regretted not being able to play with her some before having to excuse himself for while he was more into the mental aspects of torture he dabbled with the physical side of things too. It was not always necessary for him to brake a student either, he tended to do that in the arena though he had fought against opponents that at least had a chance of beating him.

Of course, things changed here in the basement where he did not stop until they were broken. Elsewhere and he may go easier on a student.

After his inspection of her he fingers a few of the tools of his trade as if carefully selecting on for use. He glanced toward her shackled form and gave her a rather displeased look though they had not exchanged words.

Fortunately for you, Miss Tanaka, I won't be overseeing your discipline today ...

He turned to the door as it opened, his third eye always allowing him to see the truth as the man in the white suit entered. He was wearing whit gloves, had blonde hair and a beard without a mustache.

Gersham knelt and bowed his head. Master, I was about to leave ...

The man waved dismissively at the demon. “Yes, yes, I know. You never know when I am watching. Now go.”

After the demon left him the man eyed her as he stepped forward his hand smoothly went over a breast. “I have missed them. Of course you just blew an opportunity just then. You could have cursed that I was late though I have been here a while. I was just checking to ensure that he behaved himself outside of my prescience. Now, shall we begin. And by the way, I am pleased that you didn't curse me for being late more so.”

Ryu endured the lingering suspense of the monster with the mildest of courage though she was as tense as the string of a bow ready to release an arrow.

The monster could've easily lashed out at her, exploited her for the compliance she offered, but instead he circled about the nude student unlike the predator she believed him to be. By now the others wouldn't have shown mercy and begun their sinister acts, slowly breaking the girl one way or another though in this case nothing had happened unless he thought by delaying the inevitable he could lay the fundament of this common goal.

That reasoning wasn't sound, her eyes hadn't left him and she could tell how eager he was to get started. Why didn't he claim his prize outright? Obviously he liked what had been delivered to him by the prefect, roaming about tools for potential use on her and the more he looked the more she panicked although the look on his face caused Ryu to return one of confusion. "W-what?"

As the scene before her unfolds and another character joins the two, she wasn't entirely sure how a mere man made this creature adress him as his master, although she knew better than to judge a book by its cover. For one she'd been glad that he ordered the three eyed male to leave, his voice seemed familiar yet she flinched as he stepped forth reaching out to her bound form, expecting pain though all that followed was a tender caress causing her nipples to grow fully erect in an instant. Ryu shuddered in relief and pleasure as she discovered who the man truly was, that is until he decided to let her in on what he'd just done.

"Oh, is that so?" Ryu remarked somewhat angrily, trying to pull away though the restraints wouldn't allow her to shift too far. "Why would you have me believe that I was in the basement with another monster just to see if he'd 'behave'? You know very well how I feel about this place."

"I was horrified.", she added, red eyes scattering their gaze across the floor when memories of past events flowed back to her. This feeling was a sign of weakness to her, one that she disliked with passion. This encounter surely hadn't started off on the right foot if any at this point, he lied to her about being late and didn't let her in on what his intentions were. He'd been there to back her up, of course, he'd always been concerned for her well being though what value that had remained to be seen. "Sure, it might add to the authenticity, but that's not good enough. Neither is the fact you were here and could do something about it which, if you think about it, can't possibly make you view it as something to work in your favor."

Usually a sense of safety overcame her when he was near, but now it almost felt like betrayal. "Like I'm just some sort of ploy .. you used me." Instinctively her eyes narrowed in anger at this familiar sensation she despised so much, glaring at Aegir much like the other man had done unto her. Her hands clenched up into fists when her body finally calmed down some, although she did remain agitated. "Name me one good reason why I shouldn't be mad at you."

Gersham was slow and methodical. He would have loved to tare his claws into her albeit slowly, savoring each defense that he stripped away but he would have been patient about it. There was no sense taring into a raw steak thrown to him when he could patiently season it and marinate it before cooking it to his liking. For him there was no rush. No classes to get to. No friends to associate with. Simply put he had nothing better to do then to torment these students.

The demon sighed. Unfortunately for me and fortunately for you Miss Tanaka I cannot touch under pain of death. Its rather, complicated you see.

But as the door opened he showed his reverence to white suit before he was commanded to leave. He did so though he cast his gaze at the bound red head one last time before he complied with the wishes of his Master.

Your reactions had to be genuine to see if he would be tempted in my absence. If he suspected then it would all be for not. That third eye of his allows him to see the truth, either by piercing through illusions or what not. He can even read body language in deciphering when he is being deceived or lied to. He might not always know how or the truth but he's aware of some form of deception which can be the cause in making him suspicious.

I would have never let him touch you but as promised I came early. It was important to understand that if he were to encounter you on the island that he would not cave in and defy my wishes, though I know how tempting that can be. He swept his hand slowly against the curve of her breast.

Normally I would have informed you of such things though in this case I could not. I am sorry. Forgiven.

He moved behind her then, fingers on her shoulders as he massaged them as he thought for a moment. He supposed he had to make it up to her some how though he had considered the scenario he had in mind and altered it slightly switching one species for another as he though things out in his head.

One reason? But you have every right to be angry with me right now. But I did so for your safety in the future. Gersham is a though, a creation though I created him from a character I generated in a fictional realm. Said character is use to twisting his word and would have liked to tare into you if he could have though I had to be certain that if he saw you out for a morning jog he would let you by. Of course, if you do not wish to do this now ...

His hands slid up against the lengths of her arms, grazing lightly against them as he stood behind her heading to the restraints that secured her in place. There had been no sense in jeopardizing their bargain any further than he had to though part of him suspected that she would stop him before his hands got too far. She was angry, which was understandable though a little fear in this environment was a good thing or so he had thought.

These tender caresses that could make her knees melt were simply too beautiful, the student nearly collapsed in his arms as he massaged her shoulders giving Ryu some much needed relief. Despite what had just occured she couldn't resist his affections coursing over her body, the woman groaning in satisfaction at the easement of tense muscles. Although it certainly improved her mood, she replied coldly to his reasoning. "I will consider accepting your apology."

Part of her wished not to be mad at him, to show some composure, but sometimes she needed to feel this way, to feel guilt in response to talking someone down. In turn she could forgive, sooner or later, unless there'd been absolutely no reason to though in this case there were a lot. Of course she trusted he'd take care of her, that was the very essence of their relationship so not allowing him to redeem himself wouldn't be fair.

"No!" The red head stopped him halfway there, pushing her voloptuous figure back against the illusion of a man as to forbid him to remove the cuffs from her wrists. The promise of pleasure and pain, the latter more or less perceived as the former by her twisted mind, they'd brought her here today on this first day of their long lasting weekend together. "No, please .. this is why we're here. I've been looking forward to this all morning."

Ryu sighed, somewhat displeased at her outburst mere moments ago she eases up a little. "If there wasn't any other way to confront this .. Gersham character .. other than leaving me in the dark as to what exactly you were planning, then I might've been a little hotheaded just now .. and I apologize for it."

Turning her head to look at the white suited man with a frown she showed regret, he tried to protect her and it always ended up with her complaining about the means he'd used to achieve it. "All you've done is try to check up on rules you've set for him that'd protect me and I haven't even considered expressing any sort of gratitude. I .. I want to thank you, I really do."

The other day she figured it best to improve certain aspects of herself. This attitude was one of them and until the day he might refuse to accept her as his she'd strive to be on top of his list, if only number two although that particular thought wasn't all that pleasing. No, it wasn't, but even then she desired to be someone he could be proud to call his own and the only way to achieve it meant to improve.

Though Ryu continued she'd been less angry then, rather toying with the fact he'd done her wrong than actually meaning to use it against him. With a smirk she turned her thoughts to the impending punishment. "That doesn't mean you're off the hook, though. I'm still mad at you and fully expect you to make up for it."

Fortunately he was a telepath and knew the inner workings of her mind even though she was trying to sound cold to him. “It is the best I can hope for under the circumstances. I hope that this has no cored your mood too much and we can move beyond this.” His fingers continued to work against her shoulders knowing full well that she had enjoyed that familiar tough and the promise that it brought.

Though as he went to release her she pressed back into him making it clear that such extremes had not been necessary. He was pleased given that he had thought out the scenario a bit as he debated what aspects of it to use.

One hand rounded her body to sweep over her ample chest, another brushed down her thigh. His voice dropped to a sultry whisper as his lips hovered over her ears. “Now, now, if you think I will go light on you because of your apology … well I will keep you in a bit of suspense as to whether I choose to accept it or not.”

“Now onto the scenario I have planned. At any time it grows too discomforting utter 'forest' and it will change. Uttering forest twice in rapid succession will end it though to make things interesting if you end it then I get to use whatever wonderful toys I find.”

But he simply nods at her words about Gersham, his fingers firmly pressing into her breast as she feels his own excitement pressing against her ass. He was in a bind given last night he knew that he had to see this to the end rather than stopping a scenario when things got too heated for him to deal with.

“Don't worry about all that. I will address that when we finish here today but you are welcome.”

Motivation was a good thing and he would have revealed the same to Alynia too, that she was in the top two. He considered her words for a moment, then wondered for a bit. Nicademus … the name came to him.

“This will be disorientating at first, I have to super impose knowledge onto you ...” But he did not fully explain what he had meant.

Suddenly she was being shoved into a cell in some cold dark dungeon. The door to the cell slammed closed by Murk, the ogre jailor who's lecherous stare promised something further than this.

The ogre peeled his gaze over her voluptuous form.

She was attired in a rather sexy red gown and had a green collar fixed about her neck. There was someone in the cell with her in the shadows who was playing a harmonica with outstanding skill from the bunk he was laying on.

Memories were coming into her mind … she was not a native here, she was still Ryu though she had dwelled in Sirocco for a number of years now, pulled her by idle curiosity when she followed a fox. There were no animals on the island right?

She had walked between worlds, had even studied learning numerous languages to assist her with her magical training. Draconic, the language of dragons and many other reptilian creatures. Ignan, the language of many fire creatures that were numerous in Sirocco and Celestial the language of angels who had a great many divine and arcane secrets.

Flame was her nick name on account of her command of fire magic. She was deficient in the realm of water magics though or even ice.

For whatever reason the goblins of Llynoria sought to capture her and deposited her her of all places to the Shadow of Carrion a hellish prison though there was no explanation why she had been taken from her Shadow of Brindel in which Sirocco was part of.

Ryu wondered what he had meant for a moment though before she knew it her surroundings had changed, reflexively spinning on the spot as the momentum threatened to throw her off balance she managed to stay upright and inevitably faced the abhorrent visage of an ogre shutting the door to a cell before her. Protest welled up inside her naturally though before she could express any the various sensations came crashing down, memories of this past life she'd been thrusted into as though it were her own.

Although it took her a moment to regain some composure she had noticed the presence of another being though he wasn't the foremost concern on her mind, that someone even played harmonica in a place such as this was unusual if only a temporary escape from the unfavorable conditions Ryu found herself in all the same from this point on.

Briefly checking her attire she noted with interest the red gown that flowed like silk over her body though it seemed all too revealing to the hellish brute outside the cell as she looked at him with growing anger in her eyes, ruby like in color they narrowed as they took him in though when her hands coursed over her form they came to rest on her collar. Anger had been replaced by perplexity, a puzzled look crossing her features as she couldn't recall why she was wearing this.

Had she been captured? Of course, but the reason managed to slip away and stayed just out of reach it seemed. What was the collar for? Was she a slave of sorts? Why was she imprisoned in the first place? She was adept at fire magic, that much she knew, but she couldn't recall having caused harm to the goblins or anyone else for that matter. Perhaps in time, she thought, but that was something she might not have a whole lot of.

It then hit her like a kick to the groin. This was the Shadow of Carrion, a prison which essentially resembled hell and from rumours that description was meant more in a literal sense of the word. The realisation was written all over her as she stood there, hands slowly settling back down though how exactly to react was beyond her.

Immediate escape crossed her mind, but there were undoubtedly measures in place to assure she wouldn't get too far. Not from this place. Most likely her magic abilities had been impeded as well, leaving her somewhat defenseless in here though she had yet to check up on that theory.

"I-it can't be ..", she murmured though her eyes flickered about the cell, then if there'd been anyone else beside the two, something to keep her mind occupied while hoping the ogre would leave, giving her a chance to recover from the shock at least partially the way he eyed her every curve with a stare that blatantly undressed her on the spot.

"The Shadow of Carrion .. How the hell did I end up here .. W-what's happening to me .." Casting a glance to the harmonica player in the shadows she considered her fate in this hell hole and already worked on how to avoid it although she'd never truly thought escape from here was possible. However, he must've been here longer and although he was submerged in the dark he would've made note of her astonishment and might have some valuable answers if her memories didn't allow for more.

The ogre only showed a sneer at her discovery though with lust filled eyes it drew in the sorceress, made a snort and was off. They would not have understood one another, the ogre spoke giant and some goblin and barely passable goblin at that. He had been amused at the latest accusation as the man in her cell had not interested Murk in the slightest and it was not often that women fell into his lap.

Still he had his orders to carry out for now though they were such a pain and he left her to get acquainted with her cellmate. Maybe he would do something with her, Murk thought that it might be neat if he could breed the two but he doubted either would be here for long.

The tune stopped abruptly. “Can't be? Can't be what?” The voice was masculine and lipsy. Her cellmate had the same sort of green collar about his neck and was looking at her from his place from one of the uncomfortable bunks. He had short brown hair and a neatly cropped goatee, it was dark in the cell so she could not tell if he had any stubble growing at this point though he probably did unless he was picked up earlier today.

He was dressed in blue robes with a pale trim to him and had to be a wizard or sorcerer of some sort too.

But as she concluded her thoughts and he drew closer to her so they both could get a better look at one another he nodded. “Yes, it is the Shadow of Carrion. Legend speaks of but three ways of getting out of here so it's pretty hopeless unless you're extremely important no one will even consider coming here. I see that you've already met our jailor Murk. It's mostly goblins here though and Nick. You have to watch out for him.”

At this stage no further memories were coming back other than being captured by a mix of goblins, ogres and the real threat the magic resistance golems.

Initially Ryu didn't comment on her fellow cellmate's question, basking in the momentary relief of being left alone by the jailor to collect herself. The sorceress merely turned her head to him as he explained that her theory about this place had been correct, causing her to smile with uncertainty as she rubbed the back of her head with one hand. To be honest he wasn't bad looking and appeared to know a thing or two, so he might come in handy if only for a little company during her stay here.

"Ah, yes, sorry for the confusion on my part. They must've hit my head pretty bad since I can't remember what happened to me prior to stepping in this cell so I found myself babbling a bit." So Murk it was. The fact she had a name for the ogre who looked like he was going to rape her wasn't all that reassuring, but then again it might help to dig up other memories more easily.

Wrapping both arms around herself she shuddered a little, the climate down here somewhat chilly as she looked around once more. "I've got no idea why I'm here nor do I recall anyone by the name of Nick so if you cared to elaborate, I'd be grateful."

Eyeing the male wizard carefully he must've met the same fate as her with the collar she was wearing, although the idea that someone was out to capture wizards and the like seemed rather far fetched seeing how she'd only seen one aside herself and unless the various kinds of magic users weren't differentiated by color, she guessed he was adept at water or ice magic.

"The name's Flame, but it's more of a nickname, really. It's what everyone calls me .. Nice to meet you." Ryu extended a hand not sure if he'd take it. Getting acquainted with someone of the opposite role wasn't all that compelling, but when he was correct about the ways to escape she would need all the help she could get although with those golems she'd need a lot more than him, something more physical.

Nobody would be coming for her from the outside world, that much she thought was certain. She posessed memories of foreign languages and such, but none of friends or acquaintances though she wouldn't be surprised if there weren't any whatsoever. "So three ways to get out of this hell, huh? If it's a legend I take it the chances of escape are ridiculously slim. Has anyone ever even managed to pull it off?"

In either case she lowered her hand shortly after and instead focused on the unusual green collars. Perhaps they truly were blocking their magic abilities seeing how they were both wizards so she decided to put it to the test, trying to conjure a tiny flame in her right palm drawing from the knowledge that had been embedded into her mind. Thinking these collars may not be more than fetish wear even the realisation that magic was utterly useless in this cold cell would've likely relieved her even more so when she remembered the ogre's lingering gaze.