Cedric sat in his cell next to his two best friends, Klenn and Sariah, exhausted from a hard day of work. "When dýa think it'll be chow time, Skiv?" asked Klenn "In about an hour, Klenn." replied Skivvy. "We lost another two companions today, Klenn, two more!" said Sariah despairingly. "Relax, hang on. someday, someday we will be visited by someone t=who can help us…" said Skiv as he looked to the risin moon with a longing gaze.
The island was ruled by ermine and rats. The slaves were mistreated, ill-clothed, and starved, not tomention worked to the bone without so much as a wisp of shade to relieve them.
Food time came, and a wooden bowl full of slop was slid into each cell of three or four slaves.
OoC//: Join one, join all, but don't hesitate to ask for details, the which I will anyway later include..