Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20150510174752/@comment-3293219-20150511212527

"With Nissa?" Garret asked, finding himself concerned.

"You... Don't have to go through with it, if you think that the risk is too great."

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Arrie fell silent, looking down at the marks on her arm as she sighed heavily, she wasn't sure if she was ready to talk about it but...

"They heated a knife and stuck it into my arm, some days. Other days, they put me on a rack and had me stretched, they made it stretch me further and further with each session, just so that I couldn't get used to it." The Breton's voice simmered down a little as it broke up, she had to swallow before she could continue.

"Sometimes they rubbed salt in the wounds...

Sometimes they reopened the old ones..." She trailed off a little, sighing heavily as she figured that Nissa got the point.

"They said that it would've gotten worse every day, they wanted it to last as long as possible for me, keeping me alive no matter what..."