With Daelan now in tow, she follows her footsteps along the long and winding road leading from the City Core back towards the Peninsula District prison. On passing the threshold of the Tanglebrook Estate she vividly recalls how reassured she felt with Tomi as her henchman. And then later, as she walks through the massive chess arena and again sees the corpse of Lady Tanglebrook, how she became so close to this woman in spirit and felt so much a part of her agonising death. Following the same route into the prison means that there are no escaped convicts to challenge her, but every step taking her farther into the prison heightens her concern that Shar's triangle might at any moment break its quiescence. She tries to hide her anxiety from her new henchman but is uncertain how successfully she can maintain the facade.
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And so, as she is about to enter the torture chamber area of the prison she instructs Daelan to, "Wait here."
Daelan: "Yes, of course. I shall do as you ask."
Initially she enters the torture chamber with confident strides, but once out of Daelan's view she proceeds much more gingerly. There are so many reverberations of the Shar visitation Zanzi experienced here that the evil within her begins to swell as many of Shar's most disturbingly vile desires flash like lightning through her pregnant imagination. And exactly as she fears, Zanzi soon senses the 30-60-90 begin to stir in her mind as she hears it salaciously insinuating her eventual fate once she devotes herself entirely to Shar.
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When out the other side of the torture chamber Zanzi feels the 30-60-90's influence on her slowly dissipate until she's completely free of its control. She then briefly re-enters the chamber to call to her henchman and instruct him to follow her; even this brief exposure to the evil ambiance of this place causes the 30-60-90 to reignite its influence over her, so that when Daelan meets with her again he perceives an intangible difference in her demeanour.
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Into the Containment Level of the prison, and Zanzi, once again in full control of her thoughts now that the 30-60-90 has once more fallen silent, takes this opportunity to instruct Daelan to release all the loot to which she was previously unable to gain access, secreted away as it was in the various locked chests located within the store rooms and central chamber of this part of the prison. Daelan's mo to get at the loot is simply to bash at the chests until they break into pieces. Amongst this otherwise very run-of-the-mill loot is a dazzling Robe of Light made from fine silk. Causing a sharp intake of breath on its discovery, the wide-eyed Zanzi exclaims to herself, "Oooh look at that!" and she bolts towards the broken chest to snatch the robe and free it from the debris. Holding the robe close to her and feeling the cool softness of the silk against her skin, Zanzi is for the briefest of moments the young-at-heart elf she once was all those years ago, when there was life in every morning. "Perhaps a day will come ...," she sighs as she places the shimmering garment into her inventory.
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