Kaida | Wary Bloodhound

The sun was high up in the cloudless sky, casting a beautiful hue of golden on the many mountain ranges crossing the large expanse of land. Tyre was, as always, beautiful and stuck in its endless winter. Snow fell from the sky and down onto the ground, and right at the center of the Valley of Tombstone, a big settlement could be seen. Many black tents were pitched, a few bigger than the others, signaling comunal areas while other seem made of more expensive materials, signaling the places where the important members of Sacerdos lived.

Before a fairly small tent, a woman stood, strung up like a piece of meat. Dark brown ropes crossed her face and over her nose, going down her chin and connecting to the ropes tying her legs together at the ankles. Her arms were bound behind her back securely, the ropes also going over and under her soft, perky breasts, squeezing them together and upward for a lewd display of her body. Kaida, helplessly bound, could barely do as much as protest, as the bamboo gag shoved between her lips stopped any coherent words from slipping out her lips. All she could do was growl angrily, drool leaking from corners of the gag as she glared at the flaps of the tent with narrowed eyes and struggled against her bounds like a rabid mutt. What the fuck is happening right now? Why Avaritia put me here? She thought in a mixture of confusion, anger and slight, unwanted fear. A corrupted, albeit small, part of hers told her that Avaritia deemed her worthless, while another, still sane part of hers, saw this as an oppurtinity.

An oppurtinity to escape from this hell.

Not a second later, her ears twitch, catching the faint sound of footsteps coming from within. Whoever was there was finally coming out. Let's see who's the fool Avaritia sent me to She thought hatefully, just waiting to see the face of the bandit. She sure that whoever it was would be just some random, just a crack in this fortress called Sacerdos that she would exploit to gain her freedom back. It didn't matter she was in this humiliating state now, all would come together to allow her to enact revenge on her mother's killers and her captors.

For now, however, she stood still, subconsciously holding her breath as she stared intently at the rustling flaps of the tent.