The flames lick higher and begin to eat away her her tattered garments, her thick Hag hide is a bit harder to eat at, having years and years of water-log to contend with. Her hair begins to ignite near the dry ends.
She continues to howl and screech most horridly at a high grating level.
Four guards come tumbling down the stairs and into the jail corridor! Two are bearing buckets of water, which they heave into the cell through the bars. More or less without regard for where or onto whom.
"WHAT DID YOU DO?" Bellows the irate, jiggly blonde. The bucket bearers sprint back towards the stairs to get more water.
"What!? Really!?", he cries, throwing his arms up appalled that they immediately blame him.
He picks up the tray and throws it like a star at the lady guard. "Seriously!", he shouts, huffing. Mostly he was just venting his rage that he wasnt sure what to do for Cludig.
All her flailing makes for a bad target. The water puts out her head and neck but a mighty blaze is burning on her pants. The years of neglectful laundering make them very volatile. At least now her blackened hair and flame curdled bangs are doused in refreshing water.
"AhhAhhh! Oh Blagspit-hecklspot! My legs! Ah!" Her cursing gets clearer without a face full of fire. She tries to roll around in the water patches to quench her burning loins.
The flames are finally quashed, Cludig is soaked and sobbing in grateful relief. She feels like she could melt into the cool liquid and escape this horrible place full of fire and guards and blond men.
Oh wait she could totally do that. She leans into the puddle and sinks beneath the shallow surface, seemingly vanishing.
Now if she could just get to the patch that spreads under the bars, she was home free! Well provided they didn't call a mage or have a mop.
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She continues to howl and screech most horridly at a high grating level.
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Why did i have to drink the water!? Dammit me!, he scolds.
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"WHAT DID YOU DO?" Bellows the irate, jiggly blonde. The bucket bearers sprint back towards the stairs to get more water.
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He picks up the tray and throws it like a star at the lady guard. "Seriously!", he shouts, huffing. Mostly he was just venting his rage that he wasnt sure what to do for Cludig.
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"AhhAhhh! Oh Blagspit-hecklspot! My legs! Ah!" Her cursing gets clearer without a face full of fire. She tries to roll around in the water patches to quench her burning loins.
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The blonde trades angry glares with Zell, unimpressed with his makeshift throwing star and more convinced of his dangerousness every moment.
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Oh wait she could totally do that. She leans into the puddle and sinks beneath the shallow surface, seemingly vanishing.
Now if she could just get to the patch that spreads under the bars, she was home free! Well provided they didn't call a mage or have a mop.