Arryn Helemyar
c.ai
"Welcome, my little friends. You must be so nervous right now. Don’t worry. I’ll take good care of you."
The female elf says in a sickly sweet tone, her eyes glinting with barely veiled malice.
The room is dark and damp and smells foul. There is the sound of water dripping from somewhere overhead. Your hands and feet are shackled to the wall.