A deep blue hand reaches up to shield a pair of golden irises from the harsh light overhead, cast by filthy phosphorescent containers above.
~~"Where am I?"~~
The floor, not unlike that of an ancient dungeon, fills the small space around the azure being until it runs into a set of cell bars before her, and a carved-out cave wall behind. Cold, unforgiving metal chains bind both ankles, keeping their hostage from being capable of reaching the bars in any way whatsoever, even when fully outstretched.
~~" Sarn? Vercopa?..."~~
The woman in the cell calls out, her voice raspy for reasons she cannot re