The prisoner's burst open the door, inside was a office filled with the scream's of overpowered guards, a raving mob of prisoner's took a hold of a guard, shoving him to the ground and hitting him again and again and again, growing bloodier with every smack, Gregorii walked into the room, taking in a deep breath of air, he smiled, taking delight in the suffering of guards, they reaped what they sowed, and so they would die.

He searched the office, grabbing out a vial and downing it in one gulp, his cut's were mended, wounds healed, he felt uplifted as now, he wasn't on the verge of death. two prisoner's were coming to blows over a coin purse, Gregorii scowled, and ripped the coin bag from them, giving both of the prisoner's a equal share, if they wanted to get out alive, they had to work together, so far the prisoner's had done anything but that, they would all die.

[color=Indigo]"Oi, let's move it on lads!"[/color] hollered a dark-eyed dwarf, who was making his way up a staircase, Gregorii nodded and ran up, he was no fool, he had to run if he wanted to see the next day, the next room had another staircase, as well as a strange rune marking a door, [color=lightcoral]"What does it say?"[/color] he asked the dwarf, who was already rushing up the next set of stairs. [color=Indigo]"The dead are buried here, best we move on"[/color] the dwarf said in a hushed tone, Gregorii merely nodded and ran up the stairs, he had a aching feeling that the room with the rune, was going to be filled to the brim by the end of the day. 

[color=Indigo]"I'm Forad Oakchest by the way"[/color] Forad spoke breathlessly as he climbed the stairs, Gregorii muttered his name back, he was a man of few words, there was no point in using ten words when one would work. The Duo came across a room, a brazier split on the ground with coals everywhere, a robed man was strewn upon the ground, blood leaking from a hole in his head. Gregorii felt no pity for the man, Priests and Guard's, they were like rats, feasting off of the dead, taking what they want and killing those they hate, he wished he could call a exterminator for these kinds of pests too. [color=Indigo]"May your beard grow long Gregorii"[/color] Forad cast a peculiar eye upon him, the sounds and screams of combat laid ahead of them, as they hopped over the coals and advanced to the next room.

In the next room, a guard was wrestling over a mace with a prisoner, dead prisoner's were strewn upon the ground, that guard was strong, he might've made it to the next day had Gregorii not arrived. With a yell, Gregorii ripped the guard away from the prisoner, throwing him down the stairs to his bloody death, Oakchest pulled Gregorii to the next room, they only had so much time, the difference between life and death was a single mistake, being in the wrong place at the wrong time can make all the difference. 

At last they came upon a landing, their was a door and another staircase, but beyond it lies a courtyard, a simple run to freedom, Gregorii peered out, but he noticed archer's and guards running across a wall, setting up a trap, setting up their deaths, If they went outside, they would die. that is that. Suddenly Forad walked up beside Gregorii, [color=Indigo]"We're dead if we go out their, send the other's out they'll serve as a distraction while we escape"[/color] breathed Forad, the word's falling from his mouth as if it was nothing, Gregorii glared at Forad, he was not going to betray his own, [color=lightcoral]"We're a team, if anyone's a distraction it's you god-lover"[/color] he spat out, countless had died in his crusade for freedom, he was not going to add to that list anytime soon. [color=Indigo]"Out lads!, to freedom!"[/color] Forad swung open the door, causing the prisoner's to rush out to their deaths, Gregorii was filled with rage, pushing prisoner's away from the door, but it was no use, Forad had shoved the last nail into their coffin, they weren't a team, they were coffins with legs.

[color=lightcoral]"YOU FUCKER!"[/color] Gregorii yelled, trying to grab Forad by the neck, Oakchest's face contorted with surprise, but Gregorii was filled with even more surprise, as Oakchest grabbed him back and threw him out the door, threw him into a early grave, he scrambled to get out, arrows flew through the air, butchering prisoner's by the dozens, the courtyard turned red with blood, he scrambled to get back in, calling out desperately for the other's to come back, but it was too late, they were either dead, or about to be, Gregorii promised he'd kill Oakchest for this, he was nothing but another rat, waiting to be exterminated. 

He ran back up the stairs, shoving a nearby guard down the flight of stairs, sending him crashing down to his death, he came upon another door, leading outside to a wall, freedom was right in front of him, outside the wall's were houses, which he could easily jump onto, but he glanced to his left and spot Oakchest wrestling with a guard, Gregorii merely glared at Oakchest once, then got up on the wall to leave, No one would miss that god-lover, certainly not Gregorii. Suddenly a armed guard crashed into him, which Oakchest had pushed onto Gregorii, sending the two of them tumbling to the ground, He saw that damned God-lover, with a shit-eating grin on his face as he jumped onto the rooftops, yelling [color=Indigo]"Gods be with you Gregorii!"[/color] as he dashed out of sight, the god's certainly weren't with Gregorii, for the guard smashed in his head with a mace, beating him into unconsciousness once more, all his effort's slipped away, extinguishing like the sun snuffed out by the gods.