Antonin Dolohov (ruskie_business) wrote in unforgivenrpg, @ 2010-09-29 12:51:00 |
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Entry tags: | 2000-09, c: antonin dolohov, c: patricia stimpson, type: thread |
Who: Antonin Dolohov; Patricia Stimpson; NPC guards
When: Wednesday, September 29, after 5:00 pm
Where: Dolohov's home
Rating: PG-13 for now, may go higher depending on circumstances
Warnings: None... yet
Summary: Trish is brought to her new home and meets her master
Without any prior warning, a pair of guards entered Trish's Azkaban cell with their wands raised. They ordered her to rise and bound her arms securely behind her back with magical ropes before escorting her out into the hall. Dementors shrunk back into the shadows to let them pass: yet another person whose positive emotions they fed upon was leaving, and they seemed disappointed as they turned their hooded faces in unison to watch her go.
In the cobblestone courtyard, where Trish saw the sky for the first time in ages, they came to the one area where it was permitted to apparate, and left the godforsaken prison. The three of them appeared outside the wards of a stone home. They approached the rest of the way by foot, the guards grimly saying nothing. One of the guards knocked on the thick, wooden door but did not need to wait long for a reply: a miserable House Elf opened the door and spoke in an equally miserable voice, "Master Dolohov has been expecting..."
The Elf shot a frightened look at Trish, not so much because he was frightened of her, but because he was frightened for her. The glance did not last long, for he quickly averted his eyes, as if in shame or guilt, and while wringing his hands, he led them out of the reception room and down a long hall and into the spacious living room. Dolohov sat in a wing backed chair, beside the fireplace a small glass of liqueur cupped in his hand. He regarded Trish with the same cold, unblinking and inscrutable expression as a reptile. Finally, he motioned with his hand and told the guards, "Untie her." When they were finished, he said, "You may go."
The guards backed away, leaving Trish there with the man, who introduced himself, "I am Antonin Dolohov, member of the Inner Circle. Perhaps you have heard of my name before? Do you know why you have been brought here?"