Underdark Diaries: Day 5

I've imprinted these memories into my mind to be written upon my escape as I'm currently incapable of writing. It occurs to be that I much prefer being chained to the floor than to the wall. It also occurs to me that it's rather odd to have a preference for what part of a structure one best likes to be chained to.

Why am I on about this? Well, Gia decided on a very interesting brand of negotiation today. During our negotiations I went mad for a moment and offered the tablet of restoration in return for Alais' freedom. I can only hope they dont torture me enough that I'll make the same mistake again. She ignored all my offers and pleading, then had me stripped of my clothes and equipment and had Valkryn punch me, and I woke up in what I can only guess to be her personal dungeons.

I had no idea that it was possible for the air to be more foul anywhere than in the underdark at large, but somehow Gia found a way. These shackles on my legs are also bloody unpleasant. So I really have to give them five stars, my highest dungeon rating, for effort. I'm really impressed.

Which is bad, because that means I'm here for, at the very least, a month. Drow cant be outsmarted as easily as orcs or humans, I mean they're used to ttreachery and lies. And I don't have anything that could be even remotely useful except for a few of my latent racial and non-magical abilities.

But I am as close to Alais as I've been in a long time, and if I should choose to behave myself I'd hope I might be given access to her at some point in time. Not to escape of course, but merely to make sure she's alright and to hug her again.