This is a gift, you know who you are...in honor of our special LARP. Thank you for letting me live out my dreams. I am absolutely thrilled with how this turned out.

Harris was happy with his life. Raised in an orphanage after his parents' deaths, his life was far from perfect in the dread port city of Luskan, but he was a man whose heart was good and filled with joy.

Harris made himself a life as a merchant, well loved and trusted by his many customers, far away from the political ambitions of the Arcane Brotherhood and Hosttower.

Then one day a loved customer asked him for a delivery, and kind Harris gladly obliged.

That was the day he caught her interest.

The much maligned and dreaded ambassador of Luskan, Torio Claven watched the comings and the goings of her city from her perch in the 5th tower surrounded by her loyal personal guard.

She saw the happy golden haired man laughing and talking in the city, and overcome with curiosity, took a deception potion and followed him.

She saw a life vastly different from her own, filled with simple pleasures and much joy. Scrying him day after day, Torio decided that seeing was not enough.

She wanted more.

The ambassador ordered her personal guard to arrest Harris on suspicion of espionage and bring him to the tower. She had a ward placed on his shop that no one may enter unless by her order.

The delightful man she had wanted so badly was brought to her personal quarters, cold, hard and angry. Torio used all her feminine wiles to entice him but Harris would give her no quarter.

The ambassador threatened him, cajoled him, bribed him and eventually seduced him. In his disgust and rage, Harris took her with such ferocity it surprised even him.

"I could kill you right now!" he had growled, his hands around her neck as she lay beneath him. His anger was dissipated as she stared up at him with her large grey eyes and said I know with no trace of fear.

That was when Harris realized there was more to this beautiful woman who seemed to defy all the terrifying stories about her.

She kept him with her at all times like a beloved pet, and he began to see a side of her that Torio's public never saw. Little by little, two people from vastly different worlds began to bond and appreciate one another.

Harris didn't ask Torio about her daily comings and goings; he didn't really wish to know what horrifying things she was responsible for. All he knew was that when she lay with him at night and stared at him with those stunning eyes, she was not the evil Luskan ambassador but a lost and lonely soul searching for something not found in a bag of gold.

"Lets leave here, go far away and start a new life," he suggested tentatively one evening. She had laughed and asked him in her sultry voice. "And leave all of this, that I have worked so hard for? Please, Harris."

Torio didn't see him enter the room one day while she gazed miserably at the glowing golden bracelet around her wrist, tears falling from her eyes.

Who was the true prisoner of Luskan?
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With loving thanks to:

(Harris' body)

(Torio's body)

(background)