Leliana s Lament
Leliana’s LamentThe heavy wooden door behind her slammed shut with an echo of finality as the guards dragged the Orlesian forward. Leliana cringed at the smell of the dungeon wafting up the stairs...sweat and sickness and other, even more unpleasant odors...the scent of misery.The two guards holding her arms didn't exactly smell like roses as well.She definitely had to get out of here before that smell began to stick on her, too...but Leliana was confident that she would manage. She had been in...