As the moonlight shined in the cell, it revealed the faces of the two men. One of the men was skinny and old, at least sixty years of age. His face was wrinkled and scarred. His dull blue eyes looked tensely at Sarah. His hair was grey, and he wore a silky purple robe. The man beside a halfling had spiky purplish-grey hair, red piercing eyes, and a pointy triangular chin. He smirked to reveal fang-like teeth, making him look more like a vampire than a half-elf. The halfling wore a brown robe and necklace with a moon on it.

"Look at the great and powerful Sarah Grutte Pier. Once a powerful warrior, now a prisoner in my dungeon." Laughed the old man as he spat on the feet of Sarah, to the pleasure of the other man.

"I am honored that the duke will come all this way just to spit on my feet." Replied Sarah will a belittling smile on her face. The other man, displeased with Sarah's response, slapped her across her face.

"How dare you disrespect the great duke of Lutter en paix, Louis Rap