Game: Grab yourself a seat, friend.

Izen just keeps smashing the chain.

"Well then, shall we take a look?" Beke responds. Gently retrieving the book, she slowly starts to flip through the pages.

Ramiel leans against the doorway to the torture chamber while studying the scene, his half-elven eyes gleaming with a draconic sheen. The nobleman was most interested in the voices of the prisoners, trying to match them with the voice of the were-creature in chains the previous night.

"I believe I've found an easier way to release these two from their bindings" Béke say, extracting the key from the children's book. She'll walk over to Allister, "Hold still. If this key works we'll get the both of you released and then I can properly tend to your wounds."

Izen sees the key and wipes his brow. "Aye, that'll be quicker I bet." He then simply assists Béke by supporting the prisoners as she unlocks them.

With both men freed from their restraints Béke will visit each in turn, saying a silent prayer and laying her hand in their shoulders.

After being healed, Solus does some stretching exercises. He then turns toward Béke and ceremoniously bows ....

My thanks to you for your healing...it seems I am indebted to you. Please allow me and my friend Allister, if he wants, to join your party. If we are lucky, maybe you will need our help and I for one will be more than happy to give it.

"It would seem so" Béke responds with a smile.

"But if our experiences in this place continue as they have you will, as you suggest, no doubt repay your debt to me in short order."

Silene asks, "Who's the boy?"

Izen silently offers the cask on his back to the newcomers.

Politely declining Izen's offer if I smell alcohol, I turn to Silene...

If by the other one you mean the boy still chained on the wall, I'm afraid all I know is someone called him Brice. But be careful because if I wasn't having visions, I also recall him changing into some kind of man-rat....

Realizing that he didn't know anyone around him, Solus clears his throat..

I am sorry for my lack of manners, I am called Solus Sol'Sineamos, I am from a small town not to far away. I am afraid I do not know how long we have been here my friend and I... I want to thank you all again for rescuing us.

Solus bows to the group in thanks...

Standing up on wobbly knees, Allister begins to stretch his legs, and arms in an attempt to get the feeling back into them.

"Thank you all for the release. I was starting to think things were getting a bit grim. Name is Allister. I am Solus's friend and travelling companion."

Looking around the room,

"I don't suppose anyone has seen where they placed our belongs?"

With that he begins to look around for his lost/taken items.

"So it was the boy. . .interesting." Ramiel says, peering at the human child studiously. "It is quite unfortunate, although I have no means to reverse the affliction yet, although I doubt we are in any immediate danger."