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Characters: Cara and OPEN.
Location: The temple.
Time: August 5th, afternoon.
Brief Summary: Cara arrives and isn't in the best of shape.
Rating: PG-13.
The first thing she noticed when she awake was that she was no longer bound.
Cara sat up quickly--perhaps a little too quickly, as the motion made the various hurts on her body ache in protest. She ignored the taste of copper in her mouth and the chill from the steps beneath her, as well as the increased pain as she pushed herself up to her feet. No weapons. No sign of Rahl or the other Mord-Sith. No sign of Zedd, Richard, Kahlan, or anything at all familiar to her.
If she hadn't known what the underworld looked like, she'd have thought she had died. Again.
She looked over at the village in the distance, not recognizing it at all. She looked back up at the temple behind her. This wasn't the strangest predicament she had been in, but she needed to get out of it, grab the wizard, and get back to Richard. Maybe kill Darken Rahl while she was at it.
However, she needed to find some clothes first as she was hardly dressed for travel, with only leather binding covering her chest and bottom. Then she'd find out where she was, and finally get moving. She'd heal on the way.
Something irritating her brow caused her to reach a hand up. Twigs? She frowned in irritation, but a wave of dizziness hit her before she could try to rip it off.
Perhaps she needed to rest before anything.
Location: The temple.
Time: August 5th, afternoon.
Brief Summary: Cara arrives and isn't in the best of shape.
Rating: PG-13.
The first thing she noticed when she awake was that she was no longer bound.
Cara sat up quickly--perhaps a little too quickly, as the motion made the various hurts on her body ache in protest. She ignored the taste of copper in her mouth and the chill from the steps beneath her, as well as the increased pain as she pushed herself up to her feet. No weapons. No sign of Rahl or the other Mord-Sith. No sign of Zedd, Richard, Kahlan, or anything at all familiar to her.
If she hadn't known what the underworld looked like, she'd have thought she had died. Again.
She looked over at the village in the distance, not recognizing it at all. She looked back up at the temple behind her. This wasn't the strangest predicament she had been in, but she needed to get out of it, grab the wizard, and get back to Richard. Maybe kill Darken Rahl while she was at it.
However, she needed to find some clothes first as she was hardly dressed for travel, with only leather binding covering her chest and bottom. Then she'd find out where she was, and finally get moving. She'd heal on the way.
Something irritating her brow caused her to reach a hand up. Twigs? She frowned in irritation, but a wave of dizziness hit her before she could try to rip it off.
Perhaps she needed to rest before anything.