The Count of Monte Caido

Roana I am more than just a piece in their game Roana watched him as he rose, face still frozen in a serious expression. While visitors might be allowed, she didn't want to give away what few strings she might have to pull Zariah with by being implicated with a prisoner. "To help. But you must follow my instruction." she said in a low tone, glancing at the way out again. One way in, one way out. Quite the prison. Zariah had leared well in her time guarding the one in Noethaven. "Zariah is a distant cousin of mine, so I will try to pull strings to end her nonsense. But I need people to not make scenes, as you did at the sign up." she said seriously. "It gives her things to use against us, reasons for acting as she does. For this to work you need to set aside your pride and quietly comply. Understand?" she said, watching him with a hardened expression. "I will do everything I can to get you out, but I need you to work with me on this. Got it?"