A grey-haired elf who I recognised as Valendrian was waiting for us, as we got closer to the massive tree, and when he saw Kallian, he let out a cry a...d held out his arms. With a sob, she ran into them, and he folded her into a protective hug. We stayed back, respectfully, to allow them to have their reunion. After a moment, he gestured to a nearby elf who was watching with an inscrutable expression, and I heard him say the name Cyrion. With a nod, the elf jogged off, presumably to go get. Then one day, about two weeks after I had first seen her, everything changed. She did not make an appearance at the café and I went home in the rain, cold, bored and a little dejected. Luckily, my apartment building was only a few blocks away but the traffic and the crowded streets turned the short journey home into a tedious chore. At length, I reached the door of my building and paused to find my key. I then became aware that someone was standing next to me. It was her. . When next Chasity opened her eyes, she was being bound by her wrists and dangling from the ceiling of the doctor's basement. The ropes cut into her wrists, but the pain was eleviated a little as she was lowered to her feet. She felt drunk from the drug and was too messed up to be scared. She fell forward over a table and felt her nightgown being lifted up over her back. She was too weak to struggle as the hand removed her panties."These things are as old as I am," said Von Horne behind her.. It was with great trepidation, that Tony set off with Rota, to meet her aunt. On arriving at Hogan Hall, they were met by Rota's despised cousin Malcolm and his wife Amanda."What ho Coz," he chortled, in his sickening pompous manner."So this is the next lamb for the old connubial slaughterhouse what?"He chuckled heartily, as he was introduced to Tony. Paying him scant attention, but determined if possible, to put Rota on the defensive. Tony quickly recognised that Malcolm was a twit, not worthy.