PringlesXD wrote:Annalisa took out her knife, with a proud look on her face.
"I am able to use knives. Ever since I was little child, I was trained-- err, I mean, I trained with them. They are smaller than swords, obviously, so that makes them a lot easier to carry. Also, they are perfect for a surprise attack. I am also farily adept at persuading people. You never know, I might even be able to convince a guard to let us through. Of course, my beauty also plays a part in it. That aside, where are those two guys?" she put her knife away, looking more serious now. Waiting was starting to get tiring, but she knew acting during the day would only bring harm to those wishing to join the rebels.
"Perfect," Roxanne said, her lip curling. "That'll definitely be useful. And I have no idea where the others are. It's a shame they didn't join us. Maybe they're out there looking for us now. I could take a quick look."
She undid her traps and peeked out the door. She noticed Glenn was looking around, utterly confused and scratching his head. He was looking in every direction, obviously trying to locate her. She waved when he turned his head in her direction, hoping he'd see.
Bartholomew swept across the vast hallways of his palace. He made his way towards the room where his prisoner was held. He "politely" knocked on the door, and stepped inside.
"Well well well," he said, sneering. "Look what we have here. How are you doing, my dear? I do hope you're... comfortable