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Post by King Sombra on Jul 21, 2015 0:58:58 GMT
This tower was designed for important prisoners. It is comprised of three floors, with two door guards and a roof guard. The first floor is barren, with a caged off square in the middle for the prisoner. The second floor is a torture chamber, complete with all the pain-inducing tools a tyrant could ask for. The third floor was originally a roof, however much like the first floor it is complete with a cage in the center and gibbet hanging off the end. These are meant for torture as well.  |
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Post by Shadow Soldier's on Mar 23, 2016 15:38:04 GMT
[Enter Shadow Soldier & Night Whisper]
Entering the left tower and spotting the first level cage, the heavy creature marched onward. Throwing the bat inside of the center cage directed in the middle of the room, metal bars were closed and locked shut as the soldier begun to stomp away with orders complete. Noting the other shadow officers in the room as it was, it was clear he was going to well taken care of, in a matter of speaking. Watched, tortured, and molded into what the King wanted him to be. This, was the only way to truly life. Leaving without a sound, the barren room was dark and silent, leaving nothing but his thoughts to guide him as the night went on.
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Post by Night Whisper on May 6, 2016 21:20:11 GMT
A painful ringing sensation, coupled with confusion muddled Night Whisper's thoughts, as the cold stone beneath him offset the crippling pain in his wings and chest. This confusion was immediately replaced with dread as the realization sets in that he must have passed out. Opening his eyes and combatting the relentless throbbing in his temples, Night's first thoughts were of escape. Those thoughts were quickly quelled as he thought of the mare that had been dragged along with him. He couldn't just leave her here...
Attempting to move his wings, Night nearly went into shock as a crippling pain shoots all along his back.
"ARGHH!" He shouts, hissing as he does so. Looking back at his mangled excuse for wings, the broken stallion grits his teeth.
"I-I'm going to kill that bastard."
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Post by Shadow Soldier's on May 11, 2016 2:23:04 GMT
After Night calmed down he would notice plenty of guards posted around his cage. It was a nice little tight cage for him, as for the guards their eyes were trained to the bat pony watching his movements.
After a moment or so a new guard appeared, he came through the door with a tray. He walked before the cage Night was in dropping it on the ground and kicking it to him. On the tray was some very delicious and slop like prison food. Without much of another word the guard walked away leaving him to be with the rest of the guards.
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