Water splashing against stone woke Kalliope from her slumber. Every part of her body was in pain, and all her joints were sore. It was as if she had slept on a rock, which turned out to not be too far from the truth as she woke up.
The floor beneath her was hard and damp and made entirely of stone. In the small room she found herself in there was a small pile of hay in the corner with a torn leather hide placed on top of it as a makeshift bed. In the opposite corner was a cracked clay pot. Three out of the four walls were made of the same stone as the floor. Where the fourth wall would have been was a large set of bars.
Each bar was as thick as Kalliope's leg and seemed to be enhanced with some form of enchantment. Kalliope could follow the stream of mana that supplied the enchantment with power, down the hall and saw a series of strange crystals on pedestals.
