02-05-2018, 06:44 PM
Hecate slowly found herself walking towards the Library, the place was proving to be where she was going to spend most of her time. The warm comforting feel of the wooden shelves lined with books was just that, a warm comfort. The first of which she had felt in a very very long time. A large ornate chess set sat in the vexy center of the library, two chairs nestled under the single pedastal base of the chess table, the lart table was easicly four feet by four feet, carved in solid black and red granite. It was of a quallity Hecate expected was reserved for only the members of nobility. Each chess peice was seemingly hand carved, despite this there were no flaws in the craftsmanship. Each peice was exquisite, The Rook's were entire castles, each one a notable castle from back, Vestura, Nahl, Cava'tura and Faragut.
Even the knight pieces were unique, On the black side she could see a depiction of herself, and another mage. On the red side she saw a warrior mounted atop a horse, lance held high, and the second, a woman with a longbow and axe. "Elizabeth Laticar." Hecate exclaimed as she looked at the hero of old. "Why must she be on the red side?" she asked herself with a small degree of irritation. But what she saw next drove her to anger. She saw herself once again however settled upon a throne with skulls and what apeared to be blood pooled at the bottom of the throne, the effect was disheartening. "The dark side of me seemd to picture herself as a blood drenched queen." She murmured to herself knowing full well that the biggest source of irritation was that this chess piece was sitting in the queen's position.
Maddend by this Hecate stepped away turning her attnetion to the semi hidden passegeway leading to the underground bath house. The large stone work statues sat waiting to pour water into the massive stone tub. Gripping the orb of omnillium Hecate summoned forth a spring of hot water, The water spilled forth from the urns held by the statues into the bath, filling it up quickly.
Removing her blood and sweatstained uniform she slipped into the hot waters of the bath gasping as it's warmth filled every part of her body with warmth "amazing" was all she could say, never in her life had she immagined such pleasures to exist.
Hecate settled herself inside the massive marble as she allowed the warm waters to slowly seep into her muscles easing the pain and discomfort of the strain of the day. However fatigue seemed to have its own agenda as she felt herself dozing off to sleep in the warm waters.
Getting herself out of the waters she quickly found her orb of Omnillium and used it to create a clean uniform, grabbing it and curling up on the cold stone floor before falling asleep.
Hecate's sleep was one full of unease, as the reoccuring nightmares of her training caused her to scream outloud countless times. Her nightmares vividly filling her mind of the dark stench of death, and human waste, her own cell completly filthy, blood and sweat marred a small corner of the cell where she pushed herself into to find sleep every night. The pain of being awoken at random intervals with unimmaginable pain filled thecell and her mind with terror.
Hecate awoke, covered once again in sweat, the hot waters of the bath still seemed to be just as hot as they had been the night before. Hecate noted as she submurged herself once more under the rejouvinating waters before quickly getting out. She found her way back to the surface where She found Warren once more, He had made some form of food. Something she had never seen before, but the smell filled her nose like something out of the afterlife. it smelt delicous. "I slept.... about the same as always." she replied before sitting down on the floor with the plate he had offered her. She began to eat. "Its really good." she said "What is this?"
Even the knight pieces were unique, On the black side she could see a depiction of herself, and another mage. On the red side she saw a warrior mounted atop a horse, lance held high, and the second, a woman with a longbow and axe. "Elizabeth Laticar." Hecate exclaimed as she looked at the hero of old. "Why must she be on the red side?" she asked herself with a small degree of irritation. But what she saw next drove her to anger. She saw herself once again however settled upon a throne with skulls and what apeared to be blood pooled at the bottom of the throne, the effect was disheartening. "The dark side of me seemd to picture herself as a blood drenched queen." She murmured to herself knowing full well that the biggest source of irritation was that this chess piece was sitting in the queen's position.
Maddend by this Hecate stepped away turning her attnetion to the semi hidden passegeway leading to the underground bath house. The large stone work statues sat waiting to pour water into the massive stone tub. Gripping the orb of omnillium Hecate summoned forth a spring of hot water, The water spilled forth from the urns held by the statues into the bath, filling it up quickly.
Removing her blood and sweatstained uniform she slipped into the hot waters of the bath gasping as it's warmth filled every part of her body with warmth "amazing" was all she could say, never in her life had she immagined such pleasures to exist.
Hecate settled herself inside the massive marble as she allowed the warm waters to slowly seep into her muscles easing the pain and discomfort of the strain of the day. However fatigue seemed to have its own agenda as she felt herself dozing off to sleep in the warm waters.
Getting herself out of the waters she quickly found her orb of Omnillium and used it to create a clean uniform, grabbing it and curling up on the cold stone floor before falling asleep.
Hecate's sleep was one full of unease, as the reoccuring nightmares of her training caused her to scream outloud countless times. Her nightmares vividly filling her mind of the dark stench of death, and human waste, her own cell completly filthy, blood and sweat marred a small corner of the cell where she pushed herself into to find sleep every night. The pain of being awoken at random intervals with unimmaginable pain filled thecell and her mind with terror.
Hecate awoke, covered once again in sweat, the hot waters of the bath still seemed to be just as hot as they had been the night before. Hecate noted as she submurged herself once more under the rejouvinating waters before quickly getting out. She found her way back to the surface where She found Warren once more, He had made some form of food. Something she had never seen before, but the smell filled her nose like something out of the afterlife. it smelt delicous. "I slept.... about the same as always." she replied before sitting down on the floor with the plate he had offered her. She began to eat. "Its really good." she said "What is this?"