Post by ti'gra on Sept 25, 2006 0:07:48 GMT -5
Ti'gra, now Ti'graine in her Freedom, floundered with her newfound Freedom, fearful, hesitant, feeling smothered. It proved to be short-lived...she quickly fell again to slavery, where her heart belonged, and found herself in the Black Cross Slave Market, supposedly to be auctioned.
After meeting the slaver responsible for her presence there, Dante, she learned that he'd been one who had bid on her when Laird had advertised her sale, and been disappointed when he chose none of them. Rather than going up for auction, ti'gra was kept for the house as a dancing slave, set to display and dance in the house nightly.
It wasn't long before a lowly guardsman of the house, by the name of Bruenor, noticed the tiger slave. He went to the Head Slaver and was granted ownership of the girl. His words seemed strange to her, carrying an echo of someone in her past, but she couldn't be certain.
Before long, he grew weary of the market and took her back to Kassar, DDF, where her heart had never left...but Laird was now gone.
After meeting the slaver responsible for her presence there, Dante, she learned that he'd been one who had bid on her when Laird had advertised her sale, and been disappointed when he chose none of them. Rather than going up for auction, ti'gra was kept for the house as a dancing slave, set to display and dance in the house nightly.
It wasn't long before a lowly guardsman of the house, by the name of Bruenor, noticed the tiger slave. He went to the Head Slaver and was granted ownership of the girl. His words seemed strange to her, carrying an echo of someone in her past, but she couldn't be certain.
Before long, he grew weary of the market and took her back to Kassar, DDF, where her heart had never left...but Laird was now gone.