Falin winced, recollecting her bow and a few stray arrows. 'We don't have much choice. Besides, I promised you I'd find her.'

Makor puts on Dragon Wings and wings grow out of his armor I'm ready Sauriil.

I took a deep breath. 'Let's go.' I cast Levitation on Falin, 'Best not to waste time.' We begin to fiy into the portal, I feel unbearable pain. Everything goes black.

LATER . . .

We wake up in a forest. 'This isn't Coldharbour. Where are we?'

It was misty, the bark almost grey. On many tree trunks were severed heads, bolted with daggers and arrows. They were fresh, blood still dripping from them. Scattered around were torture machines, capable of causing terrible pain. This was Dovahthur's favorite past time: torture.

'Bastard . . .'

I'll kill him where he stands! If you'd just give me a chance.

I begin to walk through the forest, littered with limbs and heads. It doesn't bother me too much, I've seen worse. A strange creature charges in. It's made of multiple burning people screaming and grabbing at us. I shoot a Thunderbolt at it, it disappears into smoke. 'Be careful, these may be hallucinations, but they can harm us.'

"That bastard, whatever is coming, he'll deserve it."

Falin shifted and quietly moaned, her entire body racked with pain. The beating from the Dremora early certainly didn't help. Shaky, she managed to push herself to her knees and look around. "Y'ffre . . . " she could barely whisper studying the tortured remains.

(Getting back in here!)

*You see me in rags, chained up, unable to use any magic, with scars.*

"S-sauriil, is that *Cough* you?" I say, my voice somewhat shaky.

"Gold, what did they do to you?" Makor raises Volendrung and hit the chains, causing them to break

"He needs water."

"It's fine," said Gold, "These scars are just on the scales, nothing I can't heal. I just couldn't reach my food, weapons, or armor, or cast spells due to the chains. Thank the Gods I have scales instead of fur or skin, or else I'd be in real pain. But now I have a fear of wires. *Shiver*"

(It was a fear shiver, not a cold shiver.)

Falin pushed herself to her feet and stumbled over to Gold. She looked over his wounds, a worried look accross her face. Reaching into her bag, she pulled out a small jar and held it out to him.

(Little jar with ointment, looks kinda like this one. Remember Falin's jaw's all smashed up so talking isn't the easiest thing to do right now.)

*Puts it on my wounds*

"Ow. *Chuckle* Stings a little bit," said Gold. (Nice Naruto reference, Ahkrin.)

(Hahaha anytime ;) )

(I never had a taste for anime really, the over-reacting . . . my God.)

'Ah! Falin, I forgot your jaw.' I heal the jaw, the bones crack as they heal and anything out of place moves into place. (Please note this does hurt, a lot.) 'What happened, Gold? What did they do?'

Falin gasped and took a step back, craddling her jaw. "Why can't healing spells do things painlessly?" She groaned.

(And there are actually anime that aren't so over the top. But meh, let's not get too off topic.)