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[Kaelthir]

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(Due to school being busy, finishing this was delayed. This actual post should have taken part around March 15th. My apologies to the parties involved.)

Wind blew through the corrupted forest, its howls greeting a woman strung up atop the roof of Kaelthir's tower. Stripped of her clothing, the woman swayed, suspended from a crude wooden structure by several hooks and shackles. A large, blunted hook stuck into her mouth, the end flattened to keep it from piercing her skull. Several smaller barbed hooks dug into her flesh all across her body, pulling at her skin as it supported her weight. Any chance of escape prevented by tight shackles clamped around her wrists and ankles, sharp barbs lining the side and inside of the cuffs. Each support held her weight almost evenly, the blowing wind shifting her position enough to keep the pain fresh.

Kaelthir paced around the woman, the energy in her eye sockets glowing brightly with rage.
"You DARE speak to the lich lord out of turn? When not addressed? You DARE consider your place above my own?" The lich snarled, continuing to silently pace around the woman.
"And you would deem it appropriate to come before him, dressed as peasantry breeding stock? When we are giving him our thanks? And then, to LIE to my face with an excuse? You assume I would believe such lies that it is -faster- to dress in harlotry than to put on a proper robe?"

The lich shifted her attention to the other woman present, standing behind her.
"And -where- did your daughter get this from, Tyralis?" Kaelthir asked in an accusing growl.
"This is not how I raised her. She knows better, she has not spoken out of place before. I have no idea where these behaviors came from." Tyralis replied, scowling, "I will punish her myself once you are through."

Kaelthir nodded and slowly turned her skull back to Kelias
"Have we become too lenient? Have we mistakenly decided you capable enough to not require supervision? It is baffling, how one who formerly excelled could fall so quickly. Is it the outer world which has corrupted you?" Kaelthir asked, pausing for a moment as she pondered. In an instant, the orbs of light in her eye sockets expanded violently, seething with energy as rage took over.
"The only one I have ever heard refer to the lich lord as something as nonsensical as 'vardox xa desete'sildena' is Dealthagar. Dare you defy my order to ignore his call? You spoke of working in a nursery with exotic plants, child. Do you refer to that filthy little pet he keeps and her little plant play pen?? And to THINK we considered you intelligent enough to do as you please, that you would see through the idiotic brayings of outsiders!" Kaelthir ranted, her voice becoming louder and louder as she went on.
"His entire 'faith' is an insult to us and everything we have endured! That you would pay it any attention let alone start believing in it is an insult to your very flesh and blood! And to think we always considered you more talented than Zachary! Was he simply born with all of the common sense that should have been split between you two!?" She continued, finishing her rant with a furious, screeching roar. The lich quickly turned and began to walk towards the teleporter, "Tyralis, ensure she receives another dose of poison in four hours, I have some re-education material to prepare. We don't want this to become comfortable for her."