Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29559990-20160630223627/@comment-5583506-20160718220500

"Perhaps", said Ran. He then flinched as he saw Beatrix, Mongo, Ja'Keil and Koldri returning. "How did it go?" he asked eagerly.

"Aye", said Falana. "Get some rest, love. I have a feeling that in short we will be needing all of that energy."

The Nord sat Evelyne down on a chair in a chamber and turned her head from side to side as he examined her. "He really gave you a good thrashing there, didn't he."

Evelyne didn't reply. This Nord was no different than the rest of the rat pack she had seen behind the walls of the Imperial City, no matter if he so chose to dress in robes.

Nevertheless she engaged him in conversation. "How can you work for those monsters?" she said, blood running down her nose.

"Survival, my dear", he said with a sigh. "Out there I would be in the belly of some Beast by now. And the City-Dwellers don't want me either."

"Why not?"

"I healed a couple of refugee Outsiders who had managed to sneak into the city", he said. "The officials didn't take too kindly on me aiding the 'enemy', as they liked to call them." The Nord dipped a torn rag in a bowl of fresh water and wiped some blood from Evelyne's nose. "So I was banished. The Emperor and his ilk, back in the days when they were barely nothing more than a band of ruffians, they found me. Could have killed me, but when I told them about my skills in healing they reconsidered. None of them knew how to dress a wound properly."

"And yet you keep helping them", growled Evelyne. "These people killed a friend of mine. They have brutalized other friends of mine. How many other captives from Outsider tribes does the Emperor's People hold within this city."

The Nord sighed and stood. "You are angry, and I can understand that. You could call these people animals, but that would be wrong. Animals are true to their nature. These men and women are not."

The man examined her with his gaze for a moment. Evelyne definitely didn't like the look of it.

"What?" she asked, slightly rubbing her blackened eye.

"Take off your clothes", he said.

"Wh-what?" Evelyne cocked her head to make sure that she had heard correctly. "My clothes?"

"Yes, all of them, please."

Evelyne just stared at the Nord in shock and awe. How could she have been so stupid? For one second she had actually believed that this man was cut from a different cloth than the rest of the monsters hiding in the Imperial City. But it turned out that he was just a pervert playing doctor.

"Never", she hissed. "I'll grab the nearest tool I can find and stab the life out of you before I let you people do anything to me!"

The Nord rolled with his eyes. "I am a fucking healer, do you think I am the least interested of what's underneath that cloak of yours?" He smacked with his lips. "Well, I am also lonely, so I guess that would only be half true. But right now, I am more concerned about your well-being. So please, remove your clothes."

"I am telling you that..."

"And I am telling you", interrupted the Nord sternly, "that there are two ways we could do this. You can either be an obedient patient, remove your clothes and put them in a pile over there, or I can call for some of those dogs to have you stripped instead and let them gloat at you for a while at the same time as I make my medical report. So which will it be?"

Evelyne hesitated with going through with it, but ultimately decided that she did not want more than one man to stare at her naked body.

''Only Ja'Keil... Oh, Ja'Keil... Where are you?''

She reluctantly did as she was commanded to do and undressed, leaving her clothes in a pile next to the chair. It was cold. Not because of the marble floor or the sterile walls of cut stone, but also because of the chilling winds of winter having found their way through gaps and windows.

The Nord examined Evelyne from top to toe with his sharp gaze. His eyes wandered over her face, her neck, her breasts, her stomach, her pubes, her thighs all the way down to her feet. She had never wanted to kill anyone as badly as in that precise moment.

"Sit down", he offered her.

Once again she obedied, but she knew that if he so much as touched her in a way that she deemed way too inappropriate for a healer, she would grab the nearest scalpel or surgical tool and cut this man's throat wide open.

The Nord fell on his knees next to her and raised her right thigh up. "The pointy-eared bastard didn't break anything from what I can see, but you do have some bruises from the fall. That can easily be remedied."

He raised an eyebrow at the strangely shaped birthmark. "Huh, looks like a little half-moon, that one."

He then let go of her thigh and continued to circle around her for some time, looking her over. All of a sudden she felt one of his cold hands against her right breast.

"Hey, what the hell are you...?!"

"Hush, girl", he said with a tiresome tone. "Merely an examination, I will soon be done. Contain your anger for now. Save it for these other monsters. You will need it better against them."

Evelyne bit her underlip in a serious effort to keep her wrath restrained.

"Healthy and plump", he commented and furrowed his brow. "Rather strange considering that you hardly have put on any weight elsewhere, and that I find that the size of your bosom does not add up to your figure in general."

"What are you getting at?" grumbled Evelyne who just wished that he would remove his hand already.

Without having to get violent, he had removed his hand before she had a chance to act. Instead he put his hand against her stomach, feeling it intensively.

He then removed it and looked at her with some concern. "Do you mind if I ask you when you had your last bleeding?"

Evelyne opened her mouth as if to speak, but then realised that she couldn't remember the last time she had had it. "I... can't recall", she replied a little sheepishly.

"When was the last time you lay with a man?"

Evelyne turned bright red. "A... few days ago... a couple of times before that as well. Started... a few weeks ago."

The Nord nodded and signaled for her that she could redress. "Well, girl. Whether you like it or not, remember that the next time you eat... you better be eating for two."

The wolf lay down on the ground, with its head between its paws, still chained up to the wooden post. It looked pretty miserable, looking around anxiously as if it anticipated that the men would return to continue to harass it.