One night Gwenderlin was standing opisit Quintilius with clenched fists stareing angerly at him before leaping forwards at him casting her magics best she could at him avoiding his hits best she could. casting her best Shielding spell on herself she stood there to try catch her breath before Quintilius managed to charge at the right time peicing through her shield hitting her with his shield knocking her back onto the floor. Gwenderlin slowly got to her feet hurt bad from the hit before letting the shadws come to her aid covering her as she started running towards him again screaming as she tried doing the best Mindblast spell she has ever done which hit him but was not good enough as she charged at her again wacking her with his blade as the handle hit her head knocking her badly as she fell to her knees badly injured...she smiled weakly at him before passing out for a moment in his arms...
"F...forgive me Quintilius....I...I had to try...." she said before falling into his arms.
when she came too she smiled weakly at Quintilius and agreed to go back to the halls of the Ashen Order to recive full punishment she walked herself to the Zepling to head for Orgrimmar as the zeplin started flying towards she clenched her sides as she fell to her knees and coughed out blood into her hands shakeing at the sight she smiled softly before passing out falling from the Zepling into the waters around the dreaded Scholomance. She lay floating in the water on her back for hours out cold before a patrol of scourge came by and noticed her.
They picked her from the water and draged her into Scholomance and presented her to a Lich.
"excerlent...put her with the othersss and bring me number 39...." the lich told the scourge who dragged Gwenderlin and placed her in shackles in a prison with others she had a number 45 scatched into her. She woke up hours later peering around.
"y...your awake?....s..shame." said a Forsaken male with the number 40 scarthed on his chest. momented later the Scourge gaurds came back with the body of number 39, still alive he was chained back up missing his lower jaw, some fingers. Gwenderlin shivered at him and critted her teeth waiting for the gaurds to go. after they left she used what energy she could muster and healed the man best she could, he bowed his head in thanks but a gaurd saw her heal him.
"fourty lashes!" he screamed as she spun round looking at him, she was take and chained to the wall her robe ripped open from the back as he drew out a whip and started whiping her exsposed back. she tried to hold back the screams of pain as long as she could. he counted each one. till finally the fifteeth one she couldn't hold back and screamed in pain. she was then dragged back to the cell as she could not walk from the pain.
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Subject: Gwenderlin's time captured by the Scourge