34 Spring, 2979
Charloc Prison, Maximum Security
“Stay back here.” Crosz told the group of prisoners as they collected weapons from the fallen guards, “It will be safer for you.” The prisoners were reluctant at his words but mostly nodded in agreement to his announcement.
“So…” the judge turned to look at the shadow elf guard, “Alegra is in maximum security at the bottom. Who will be guarding her?”
The shadowelf looked up at the tiefling with an annoyed look but answered with a slight shiver, “Probably the warden, Borett.”