Needing a helping hand... or two..

Those who might venture into the Gol Caves in the mushroom field, might come across Uspir... for the most part she seems to just sit at the old abandoned camp and sits there in silence as if thinking about a number of things. caked over her mouth and down her chin dried blood can be seen and for some reason she seems to have take to the habit of hiding her hands inside her sleaves... or at least that is how it appears.....

A violet hooded figure enters the Gol caves, the figure hides her left part of the torso and examines the cave with a longsword in hand noticing Uspir, then she approaches slowly gathering the weave around her sword but not making any hostile actions just yet, only awaiting for a reaction.

Uspir would look up at the unknown figure, her eyes kinda almost empty as if here was someone that had been though so much, endured so much and now she was bordering on just giving up for whatever reason. Slowly regarding the new comer, Uspir would offer no greeting, no threats, no fear, just merely gaze at her, her sword then lets out a sigh before looking back at the ashes of the fire that had long since guttered and died many many cycles. one thing she does do of note is fold her arms, hiding her hands under her armpits...

The figure moves towards her until the blade is touching Uspir's neck and mauve purple eyes examine her up and down, after an akward period of silence she talks "Remember your shield?"

Uspir would close her eyes as the blade came to rest on her neck, closing her eyes as if just inviting what was going to happen next, however upon hearing that voice, those words, Spirals eyes would fly open and look up at her in surprise, then actual joy in seeing her. The Joy of which would last for a few seconds, for as she went to say something, Spiral would sigh before giving a look of frustration, which she would then explain. Opening her bloody mouth she would reveal that her tongue had been completely remove, and thus her ability to speak, next she would unfold her arms and hold them up, letting her robe's sleaves fall down to reveal two stumps where her hands once were, she was not even able to sign.

The figure looks at Uspir's features and as she is no threat, sheathes her blade, still looking at her she moves in circles, triyng to figure out what to do.
"Have drow done this?" she would ask while having an idea, she grabs uspirs right stump and hold it horizontally, then she grabs with her right hand something to write and puts in on her wrist, like a hidden blade and she would look at her eyes "Hold it in place with the other... hand" then, if she complies, she would grab a lace from her pocket (Again with her right hand) and wraps it around the pencil and her wrist, tying a knot using her right hand and mouth.
"You can write now" she would state before offering her a random book the figure carries with herself "It is a shame but write on this one"

Uspir would allow it, watching her with unsure eyes before catching on what the girl was doing, a small, tiny smile reaching her lips at the girls inventiveness.

looking at the book and pencle she can not help but let out a broken laugh at the sight she imagined herself to be....

taking the pencil to paper she would slowly, very slowly write in big letters.

"DO NOT KNOW, CAN NOT REMEMBER"

"I am guessing you don't remember me either then, do you?" the figure finally pulls down her hood, revealing the features of a half-drow with mauve purple eyes that looks at her, she is not happy nor concerned but neither is angry, she seems to be judging Uspir's reactions to see through possible lies.

A small smile reachs her lips for a moment before she started writing.

" I REMEMBERED YOU, MISSED YOU, WORRIED OVER YOU OFTEN, BUT WAS GLAD TO HEAR, YOU ESCAPED TO SURFACE, MADE SURE NO ONE CAME AFTER YOU, TOLD OTHERS I SENT YOU UP ON A MISSION, SO THEY LEAVE YOU ALONE.

"I somehow doubt that given that I lost my left arm to your little tricks and your comrades were planning on doing some very nasty things so I couldn't have babies anymore" she would say containing her anger while looking at Uspir's general outfit.
"Seems to me like you lost the game, don't you think?" she would say smiling a bit and shakes her head trying to not enjoy her suffering
"What is it that you are doing here?"

At hearing those words, it would become evident that was news to Uspir as her eyes would widen and the narrow in cold rage for a moment before she angery scribed down.

" WHO, TELL ME NAMES, AND ARM, I SORRY ABOUT, BUT COULD HAVE BEEN AVOIDED, IF YOU JUST SPOKE TO ME FIRST.. AND I DONT PLAY THE GAME.....

NO IDEA WHY I HERE, WOKE UP DOWN HERE, RAN HERE TO HIDE.... WANT TO GET BACK TO SURFACE... BUT CAN NOT.

Skuld ponders "Why do you want to go back to the surface? You are a drow... And what will you do if I give you names? Are you going to bleed on them?" she said with a smirk on her face.

Uspir would sigh, and take a moment to collect her thoughs, her mind and calm her wraith.

"ON SECOND THOUGH, NEED NO NAME, THEY NOT HURT YOU, AND I NOT PETTY, ALSO, PLEASE NO CALL ME DROW, I AM A DARK ELF, NOT A TRAITOR.

AND I WANT TO GO BACK HOME.. CAN NOT WRITE ANY MORE HERE ON IT, INCASE WRITINGS FOUND, AND USED AGIENST ME..

H... HELP ME?"

"Well, you certainly are more of use to me alive than dead and if you are willing to come with me that will make us avoid the whole beating you to the ground with my own stump... Which given human standards it would be hilarious I am told" she thinks about that for a moment before looking at her "Drow haven't killed you, so if you don't cause trouble we can walk through Szith since I still have the papers that say I am your slave, I assume you will comply to help us both out of here or else I will have to do very nasty things to you, yes?"

Spiral would give the girl a almost impressed look, a small smile forming on her lips for a second before she nods and writes.


"Clean me up and make me presentable then?"

She grabs and a rag and cleans her face as best as she can while talking to her "I will talk to the guards, you look at them, smile, nod and we will be fine. Since you don't have a tongue you can give away that I am a runaway slave but, then again, I like to be cautious so if you betray me know that I will survive, and hunt you down like I am doing with the others." she makes sure her clothes are appropiate and cleans them up a bit with the same rag "Once we are at the surface, I will look for someone that can give you your tongue back, then we will talk some more because I have many questions to ask and that is why I am not killing you here."

frowning she would nod slowly before writing.

" YOU NEED NOT SAY ANYTHING, SLAVES NO SPEAK UNLESS SPOKEN TO REMEMBER, WE WILL JUST WALK PAST, I OUT RANK THEM, ALOT...

AND.. VERY WELL... LETS GO." she says waiting to be helped up onto her feet.

She grabs her armpit and makes her stand up, not very nicely but understanding her situation quite well given her own problems. She then escorts her out of the caves and as soon as one of the mushroom people attacks them she unsheathes her blade that emits a high pitched tone as it moves through the air cutting down the foe, perhaps as a demonstration to Uspir that betraying her is not a very good idea.
Then leads her towards Szith and walks at her side glancing down at the ground rememberin her slave days with a frown as they made their way towards Freehaven, and finally, the surface, hoping that nothing troubles them in the way out.

Uspir watched as Skuld cut though the mushroom people with a deadly combination of steel and magic, an eyebrow slowly perking as she observed the girls style.

As then entered Szith, Uspir would lead them though the Guard posts, giving them her customary nod as she passes on her way to free haven.

((Brief pause in rp for a hour in case any dms or other players intercept them.))

Mi'reli being sat near the bar would notice uspir going past, an eyebrow would raise in surprise before motioning her over. She pays no heed at all to the slave.
"Dos are a sight for sore eyes."

Looking over to Mi, Uspir would perk an eyebrow and offer a small smile before walking over to her and offering a polite bow of her head to her before giving her a pleasant smile and a questioning tilt of her head in a kind of ~How are you~ kind of way.

The once again purple hooded figure of the "slave" moved along with Uspir, the drow might had ignore her due to her status but beneath the hood her eyes were examining Mi'reli, she then casted a glance to Uspir to see how she wanted to handle it and kept examining the surroundings.

*The slave would see the drowess was dressed in very fine clothes and wearing the red of quellar Dabel'kith. She wore no obvious show of her rank but the aura of superiority she gives off even when regarding uspir it would be a safe bet to assume someone high up the ladder.*

"Where have dos been? Was naut two cycles after the meeting dos and the rest of dossta quellar up and left."

Would give a sigh and a apologetic look before opening her mouth and revealing she has no tongue to speak with. Walking over to Mi she would take a seat next to her and rest her arms on her lap, Mi might be able to notice from how the sleavs fell... he girl was missing her hands. however despite not having a tounge or hands... uspir.. somehow seemd to carring herself with her noprmal swag and confidence.. then again she was full of tricks. (She has a lot of Bluff)

Mi'reli raises both her eyebrows at this, then sniggered, her expression turning to one of amusement.
"Who did dos piss off to end up like this?"

Uspir may notice a hint of seriousness in the question