The room was spacious and there were 'mood' candles lit in several places that emitted a nice aroma though out the room. A couple of minutes later the... door opened and a woman entered the room."Hi Misty, my name is Deborah but you can call me Debby."I shook her hand and sat back down. Truthfully I was flabbergasted that it was a female, I guess because I had fantasized about my tall, dark Greek god."Gee Misty, you look... ah... disappointed. Is something the matter?" Oh nothing, I guess I was. " How do I get there."He lifted his hand to a spiral staircase. "The stairs will lead you to the room." "Dorothy grab some rope and tie him to the chair." Dorothy found some rope and tied the gobkins hands behind his back, to the chair. Leandra lead the way to the stairs and was going to go up first,"I forgot something in my cell Dorothy go up and I'll meet you at the top. Be careful."Dorothy nodded her head with a ok and went up the stairs. Leandra watched her go up the stairs and walked back. The English peasantry in his service were his to dispose as he felt fit and the young Baron followed his father's example in his dereliction of any duty towards those living within his estate.In any case, he was unable to provide the protection the serfs most desired. The greatest source of their misery and the cause of their most bitter complaints had always been the depredations of the Baron himself.Although he professed to the Christian faith, he frequently damned even the Lord Jesus Christ. His voice was still hoarse as he spoke. “The drog just appeared there beside me in the hut. He babbled something about revenge, and asked about Dann. He called him the young hunter with the pretty bow and arrows. He said he wished to return something to him. I think he dropped it beside my sleeping pad.”At this, Aard ducked into the hut, returning a few seconds later with a broken arrow shaft, the point deeply stained with dried blood. “Yes, it is one of Dann’s hunting arrows, barbed so that it.