While Ranoth and Bruenor roamed the lands of freedom, Bruenor's brother Togar was still held in the imprisement of Menzoberranzan. Bruenor escaping with Ranoth had been the talk of the slaves all of them wondering how two rogues could get away so easily. But all had not been so bright, Quenthico'sun, after hearing of this was outraged, she demanded revenge and sice she could not recive it from Bruenor she had the next best thing, his brother.

"The mistress wants to see yes!" growled an orc to Togar, "come along now scum." Togar was wrenched out of the cell and hauled through secrect passages. He knew he was going to die but he also knew he was gonna make sure that the big bloated cool person payed for what she had caused.

Togar was hauled into a throne room. Several armed guards stood around the throne most of them serving double duty as sex toys. Togar was shoved to his knees infront of Quenthico'sun. She stared at him and said, "your brother has made me very mad, since he can't pay you must.Take him away!" As the guards grabbed his arms and held him steady, Quenthico'sun rose from her throne with a stilleto dripping poisin. Togar stared at her defiantly and said,"You filthy god cursed cool person, youwill die for this!You will die!!!!!!!" Those were Togars final words as Quenthico'sun stabbed the blade through Togars side. Togar felt little pain all he felt was the poisin seeping through his blood, he knew he was dead and he knew, some how and someway he would be avenged...