Farryn Loragwyn
Maimed.
Farryn sat in the cell, her face emotionless as she awaited her trial. Isolated from others in a windowless room, she should have been - in theory at least - safe in her cell, however, the opposite was true. A victim of her sister's cruelty, Farryn waited for Faith to make her move, to toy with her, to destroy her.
"You haven't eaten for days, are you trying to starve yourself to death before the trial?" a guard frowned as she retrieved Farryn's untouched tray.
"No," the albino Eldorai replied curtly as she watched the guard leave the cell, slamming the heavy door behind her.
Farryn was no idiot. While the food that had been set before her three times a day seemed nothing out of the ordinary, there was still a possibility that her sister might have paid someone to drug or even poison it.
With each meal looking more delicious than the last though the items presented each time remained unchanged, the albino turned away from the tray. She could not give in; the upcoming trial was an opportunity - her opportunity to tell of Faith and Cecil's treachery before an audience. Relevant or not, the truth must be spread and her sister brought to justice.
"You haven't eaten for days, are you trying to starve yourself to death before the trial?" a guard frowned as she retrieved Farryn's untouched tray.
"No," the albino Eldorai replied curtly as she watched the guard leave the cell, slamming the heavy door behind her.
Farryn was no idiot. While the food that had been set before her three times a day seemed nothing out of the ordinary, there was still a possibility that her sister might have paid someone to drug or even poison it.
With each meal looking more delicious than the last though the items presented each time remained unchanged, the albino turned away from the tray. She could not give in; the upcoming trial was an opportunity - her opportunity to tell of Faith and Cecil's treachery before an audience. Relevant or not, the truth must be spread and her sister brought to justice.