Raesha's entire body tensed as she frowned after hearing that she was to be taken to this barbarian's tent rather than somewhere she could have a bit of privacy. If he thought to bed her he would find his pursuits to be more difficult to obtain than the poor women that were often abducted from the various outlying villages. At the last second, however, the clan leader changed his mind and ordered that she accompany him so she wouldn' start trouble. Her teeth clinched tight as her jaw was set. He would no doubt flaunt her as a new prized possession to his collection as well.<br/><br/>Foolishly The two leaders turned their backs to her and left a rather unimpressive guard to attend her. As he approached her with the cloth she turned her head away from it. She could have cast one spell and been on her way out of the joined camps. It wouldn't have been hard to escape after dispatching the guard and perhaps a few others. It was the ensuing chase afterward she was more skeptical on. These were battle hardened men and catching one runaway woman wouldn't be a difficult task in the slightest. No, she needed a way to get them to agree to her release. An accord that could protect her from being pursued and caught once more, and then surely returned to harsher living conditions.<br/><br/>"No, I will not be wearing that. I'm a Lady not some<i>woman</i>." She retorted with pride. "I can behave myself in a social setting. I was raised manners and a sense of dignity unlike others." She scrunched her nose at the guard, obviously not doing well at preventing her words at annoying him, but stood by her defiance.<br/><br/>Eventually, after a couple more soft handed attempts to gag her Raesha convinced the guard to escort her to the arena without the cloth between her lips. This way she could speak freely and as she walked passed several groups of spectating half-orcs they gave concerned glances at her apparent freedom. Fear was a powerful tool even among these warriors as they quickly parted the way to allow her passage.<br/><br/>After a few moments she was brought to stand near a short platform to allow the intended spectator to watch over the arena with ease. Not seeing the clan leader of the Ebon Wolves upon it go stand next to Brogg she looked down to where the majority of the attention was being drawn. The man had apparently decided to join in the brawl within the arena. If he expected his new "pet" to nurse him to health after being beaten black and blue he would be in for a very long and painful recovery.