As Straw exited the tunnel, he took the lantern with him, and the underground passageway again darkened. Haelerin took pleasure in knowing this would only help to increase any fear the human male was already feeling. His thin lips curled themselves into a smile as he fell into step behind Zed. He leaned forward enough for the wind of his breath to tickle Zed's ear and said in a tone barely above a whisper, "Of course, rothe, I'd be more than pleased to make the young one beg for her life if you care to test us..." 

Rhyldaer followed behind, rolling his eyes slightly as Haelerin attempted to get a reaction from the bound man. Not that Rhlydaer held any compassion for the captives, they were nothing more to him than the gold they'd bring at auction, but Haelerin's constant provocation wore on even the calm Rhyldaer. Tormenting the merchandise was something Haelerin took great pleasure in, claiming that it increased the market value of the slave if some of the breaking process was already done. 

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Back in the cell, Althea shut her mouth, even though she hadn't been yelling at all, as the unfamiliar voice answered her. She considered for a few moments bombarding the figure with questions, but took his advise to remain silent, especially when she heard the sound of the drow approaching again.