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Call of the Blood 7.2/?

[(Anonymous)]

I had to move. Quickly. It wouldn't be long before that beast of an Orc came to check on us. I snatched up Madanach's journal, skimming through the last entries looking for any mention of the tunnel. As I turned the pages I noticed a small key tucked underneath it. Dimly I recalled being led past a locked cell, empty except for a pickaxe and a bucket filled with soil. It's a chance. I cradled the journal in my arms and snatched up the key, headed for the cell, a flicker of hope in my head. Please Divines.

I unlocked the cell and slipped in, relocking it behind me. Maybe it'll slow them down. Maybe I'll be really lucky and Madanach didn't trust any of them with the information. One of the lower corners of the cell was a blanket, plastered with enough dirt to hide the tiny tunnel that wormed its way into the earth. I crawled in, pulling the blanket back to hide the entrance, leaving me in darkness. Still clutching the book in one hand, I began crawling, praying to all the Divines, Aedra and Daedra that there was an exit. All I could hear was my echoing, panting breath, there didn't seem to be any pursuit but my tortured imagination kept showing me images of hordes of unwashed prisoners chasing after me...and what they would do when they caught me. Panicking I pushed myself faster, ignoring the pain of crawling and soon a tiny patch of light ahead hinted at freedom.

I crawled out into a vast stone chamber, littered with cobwebs and clearly Dwemer in origin. I must be somewhere below the Keep. My knees and elbows were sore and my head hurt from where I'd accidently whacked it against one of the rough props that supported Madanach's escape route. There was only corridor leading out and I hugged the shadows along the wall as I made my way along it. Some of Madanach's men had obviously already cleared the way and I made up through the ruins to the Keep without incident. That's a nice change. Sneaking out of the Keep was slightly harder thanks to the regular patrols and stationed guards but soon I was breathing the dusty and metallic air of Markarth. Now all I needed to do was to get to the one person I trusted enough to help me...


A!A: Two chapters in one day-that's a record for me! Even though this one's tiny compared to all the others. Thank you all for your lovely comments as well ;)

Happy OP!

[(Anonymous)]

Wow! Not what I expected at all! I like your twists! Bittersweet though it would have been I'm glad she wasn't gang raped. She's already rather vulnerable, the possibility is probably enough to leave her with nightmares! And poor Vilkas! I'd love that stand alone look into his mind! This is so much better than anything I expected when writing the prompt!

I think I can sleep now, with chocolat covered Vilkas on my mind! ;)

Re: Happy OP!

[(Anonymous)]

ohhh! beautiful! there really are holding in abeyance, your story is always the most beautiful and intense! yes, we would like to know the thoughts of vilkas, and know how all this can really upset him! ohh so please continue! their relationship is growing well!

Re: Happy OP!

[(Anonymous)]

do not let their relationship unfinished! he certainly will have a lot of respect for her seeing her get out of there alive!