Session 1: Valara
Well. This is new. I must say, I’ve been tied up plenty of times, though waking up to it without remembering what happened beforehand is new. Also, being tied to a pole with a goblin, a half-orc, and a half-elf, all of which are men has certainly never happened before. Yup, definitely new. Looking around to discover that we were not the only ones tied up, and that we were in fact surrounded by tribal looking humans and halflings, all tied up in a similar manner (also, there is a dinosaur here. Not sure how that happened), and taking in the surroundings led to a somewhat disconcerting conclusion: Neruma, the slave trading capitol of the country. And to make things better, my tattoo was glowing. Yeah. This is definitely not good.
My new “companions” all seem to have their own way of handling things: The little goblin, “Gas” as he calls himself, antagonizes the guards and makes it a point of threatening and mocking them. Funny, but it may very well get him, and by association, me, into trouble. The half-orc, Kulrosh, decided to try and break the chains. How did that work out for you, big guy? Break a nail while you’re at it? And then there is Omar the Creep. For someone who has probably never used his dick, he sure can act like one. Conclusion: 2, 6, just not there.
The locals were harder to get to than I thought. It didn’t help that Gas had to run his mouth every time that I tried to get myself out of here. Though, as a small consolation, I was definitely the most expensive thing (because of the dinosaur) there. However, 1000 gold? Really? I could make that much in a week. The fact that everyone else was between 200 or 500 showed that they could at least somewhat recognize quality. The visit from Todrin was interesting: lizardfolk attacking the city that night? Sounds exciting. However, I really did not want to still be chained to a pole when they did. I tried sweet-talking the human (looks like a pirate) into doing a girl a favor, but the nasty crypt-keeper of a woman, Cousotta was somewhat less than helpful. None of us were able to get Todrin to purchase us, even though he said that they didn’t have enough people to defend the city. Foreshadowing anyone?
Hours passed, it was hot, dirty, and nobody would take the bait. So what if I was just going to let them purchase me and then kill them a few hours later? I did not want to stay in the kill zone that would be the slave pit. Night fell, and so did the rain. After hearing the sounds of fighting, we saw people killed, including One-Legged Bill, number 2 on Gas’s kill list. Sorry, little guy. Better luck next time. When snake-face decided that he wanted to go for us next, it was Todrin who popped out of nowhere, and helped us all get free. After killing lizard #1 we freed the rest of the slaves and ran like hell out of the city. So the random dinosaur belongs to Omar the Creep. Figures. We made it out of the city with Todrin, though not before we had to take out lizards #2 and 3. Went running for a while, found some ruins to shelter us for the night, and Gas appears to be a minor drug addict, fabulous. Well, that was exciting. I just need to get back to Quent. Todrin says that the closest city that would give us any chance of making it back to our lives is Parley Point, 3 days away. Great.
The next morning, Todrin handed out breakfast and we were on our way. Before going, I made sure to change out of my slave rags and into some actual clothes. The boys seemed unamused, but hey, if you want to get a ride, it’s not going to happen if you have a girl in rags. As we were walking, Todrin offered us all positions in his crew: Kulrosh as a crew member, Gas as a bomber (big surprise), and Creepy as well… a creep. As for myself, he offered the job of being the ship’s personal whore. Spend an undefined amount of time on the same ship with the same crew, service them whenever they find it convenient, and be treated like a toy to be played with and then thrown out later. Tempting. Very tempting. Or, I could return to the comfortable House of Stolen Kisses, have a say which clients I take, travel to the fanciest parties and galas, charge my own prices, and be treated like queen. Hmmm… I wonder which option I’ll choose.
As we were walking down the road, we passed by a half-orc, a dwarf, and a Halfling. As they eyed us, I could quickly tell that they had every intention of robbing us. Yeah. Good luck boys. After what seemed much more difficult than it should have been, we were able to drop all three of them. Not before Kulrosh was nearly taken out, and I wasn’t feeling so hot myself. Luckily, they had some potions to take care of that, as well as some gold and items to be divvied out. After all that excitement, it was time for a rest.
While my newest companions have little to no tact, they have begun to grow on me. I will not lie and say that Gas and Kulrosh are not entertaining, but being so blatantly asked what my rates are is not how I am used to being treated. These next few days could be very interesting to say the least…