Daedra has been running away from humans her entire life. She was hunted down, enslaved and put in deadly situations. Though it wouldn't be necessarily called freedom, she would look back to remember her days as a human before the entire tragedy struck her and her family. Though it wasn't her fault for turning half of the village into stone, not knowing what she was, to this day, she felt guilty. She didn't like killing people, no matter how malicious she looked. Yet again, should she have to fight for her own life, Daedra will not hold back. She shouldn't, despite everything, she did not want to die. She was victimized and she didn't want to be a victim, either. But the thin line was between being a survivor and a murderer. Beggars can't be choosers.<br/><br/>Once again, she was captured and this time, she's been used as a freakshow for both humans and other creatures to drool over at her dancing skills. As they pierced her with their weapons while dragging her towards the tavern, her human legs elongated and began to switch into a serpent's tail that matched the crimson snakes that were there instead of her hair. The red cloth that covered her front and back, still hung around her scaly lower part of the body. Treated like an animal, she was pushed and dragged after being tied up, while she would swing with her big and heavy tail, she was almost ten meters long thanks to it and it was taking a lot of space.<br/><br/>When she felt as if she's in a different room and heard the announcer, Daedra wouldn't behave. A sack over her head, tied and impaled. They will have to kill her if they think this is the only appropriate way to make her give performance to drooling men.<br/><br/>She could only take so much, as she was cut with a spear, the serpentine body crept towards man's feet, wrapped around his ankle and pulled him down, causing the idiot to fall onto his head, knocking him down. She could already tell who had her at the spear point and who was about to strike her, she simply turned her back to him, even though she suffered a gash across her arm, he cut through the ropes with which she was tied. Before anyone could do anything, she swung her tail one final time to knock them out and she quickly took the sack off her head, letting her beautiful, yet terrifying head with crimson hissing serpents instead of her hair that stared threateningly at everyone. Her eyes were covered with a dark veil that was thin enough for her to see, but thick enough that no one can really see her eyes. She turned towards the men that dragged her in, lifted her veil and looked at them. Golden serpentine eyes turned into red the moment her prey saw her and they screamed, only for it to abruptly stop as they turned into cold, lifeless stone.<br/><br/>Allowing the veil to dangle over her eyes again, she saw that everyone watched in silence. Some were amused by the violence, but some were terrified. Seeing that the slave tamers were around and ready to strike at her, Daedra's lover body turned back into human legs, so that they can see her as a beautiful creature, more than a monster after what she's done.<br/><br/>To prevent them from coming at her, Daedra took the torches that were styled as large fans and lit the ends with fire before looking at the direction of the musicians who nervously observed. When they saw that she was going to dance, they started to play the music, as if nothing was going on.<br/><br/>And so the serpentine woman began to dance to the melody, spinning and swinging the burning fans around her. She usually has very nice things to wear, but she wasn't supposed to wear anything to attract too much attention from her voluptuous form. Daedra seemed to be built by the gods themselves. And she was. Such full bosoms that made the waist smaller than it is. She wore a red piece of attire with golden outlines that couldn't fully cover those plum hills. Her hips made her look much more attractive for men, because she seemed like a woman that would give healthy children. Her round buttocks would shape themselves though the material of her red lower attire that hung at front and back, connected at the hips with a golden string, revealing the sides of her long legs, which would graciously move from one end of the platform which was her stage, revealing themselves with each movement. The<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.rprepository.com%2Fimages%2Fgallery%2Fgl-110860-1528402054.jpg&amp;hash=29b11f70bc5d737066c956a35aa86801" href="https://www.rprepository.com/images/gallery/gl-110860-1528402054.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">back</a>of her attire was decorated with coins and pearls that hung down her back and her behind, threads connecting to the front of her lower attire.