Patricia
Silver sighed, seeing the rider finally come into view. He did seem strange, with his mask and getup, but she had seen stranger. "If you don't believe me, believe your eyes," She said deadpan, holding up her chained arm for him to clearly see. "The thing is, the bandits did want a piece of me; I mean, look at me. But I do have a hand free, and I'm not a gladiator for nothing." She gestured across from her, where a bandit lay with a deep hole in his chest. "I did that. They decided I wasn't worth risking their lives to get their rocks off, so they left me here to starve as a little payback. And now I met you. So is this my lucky day, or just more dark days ahead?"
Kelly
*Nox frowned when he saw the Dark elf in chains but raised his eyebrows when he saw the bandit with a hole in his chest. He would ride over, and saw that the bandit was wearing little for protection other than scraps of a gambeson. Impressive stuff, but Nox suspected there was a magical weapon involved. Even more peculiar, a Elven slave. He would say: "Why can't you punch through the chains and free yourself?"*
Patricia
"I did try, but these were made with arena fighters and weapon summoners in mind. If I wanted to get out of these, I'd need a summoned *Blade* Of considerable cutting ability, but as it is knuckles don't make for good chain busters." Silver dismissed his questioning with a wave of her hand, looking up at the man with a frown. "The man with a red robe has the keys to unlock my chain. He's right on the other side of this carriage, actually, but I can't reach him. If you set me free, I'd much appreciate it."
Kelly
*Nox would consider dismounting but he didn't want to get in the mud an dirty his robes and amour even further that they already were. Instead, he reined his horse to trot over to where the red robed man was, and used his spear to push him to where the Elven female was. He thought for a second before saying: "Are there any valuables that the Bandits left behind?"*
Patricia
Silver searched the man for the keys before retrieving them from his robes, looking up at the rider incredulously as she checked for the right one. "Bandits will take a half-rusted sword and moldy rations if they find them, you think they left much? All that's left," She said with a grunt, finally unlocking the manacle around her wrist and rubbing over the area, "Is a bit of gold I had from my winnings at the arena. My new owner let me keep it to improve my gear or whatever when I got started at the new arena. Though I guess I won't be doing that now..." She picked up a small sack of coins that had been set underneath her, tying it to her belt loop.
Kelly
*Nox would nod in understanding. Scum bandits probably made off with whatever article of value. Perhaps there had been more gold for him to take. For now, he was interested in the recently slave, as he needed agents to carry out his nefarious plans while he was occupied. "The name's Nox. Where are you headed to now that your free and starving?"*
Patricia
"Anywhere, I guess," She replied honestly, shrugging her shoulders as she stood up straight. "You need a bodyguard or something? You could probably hold your own in a fight, but help is always nice, right? I'm not half bad, anyway, as long as nobody cuts my arms off." She flung the keys away to the side of the road, no longer needing them. "I've got servant skills, too. Know how to clean, won't get pregnant, got a few jokes if you have guests, whatever a guy needs. Whaddaya say?" She crossed her arms, waiting for a response.
Kelly
*"You know by law one cannot enslave an Elf without a permit? I'm heading to the next town for food and lodgings. It's apparent that you don't need protection" He paused looking at the dead bandits before continuing: "But I can offer you company on the way there." Now would almost never openly tell someone what to do, as he knew for a fact that people were less effective. Much better to show her the advantages of sticking with him rather than commanding her to do so.*
Patricia
"Not that anyone really pays attention to that," She replied with a snort, grabbing the back of the saddle and hopping up onto the horse's back, behind Nox. "Permits only matter if you're going through official slave-buying channels. The underground's much more lax on that front." She carefully gripped the man's cloak to avoid falling off. "I'll stick with you for now, though. Never been free before, I'd like to ease into this new life..."