A couple of minutes ago Piper had been standing on the beach of Serpents Bay pondering how mad her father was at her and minding her own business. So why the hell had she been kidnapped and dragged into Dead End Cave by a slave who used her own dagger against her, "Why should I? How do I know you are not just trying to get me more stuck in here and then rape me or something. I mean your a slave after all and I have heard horrible stories about untamed riff raff like yourself." She sneered the words as she looked down her nose at him and his dirty state and lack of finer clothing, but that map on the other hand was something she could definitely use.<br/><br/>Suddenly her angry express vanished and was replaced by a more laid back on and with a less 'holy-er then thou' attitude she spoke again, "Forget that.... How do you know if that map even works and if I did agree to go with you then I would need to feel at least a littler safer with a strange sla.. man that I have never met before." She held out her hand and with delicate slender fingers she pointed at her dagger, "So would you... Please, return my dagger." She stood there for a second before adding, "It is very important to my family and I would be punished for losing it." Truthfully her whipping boy would get her punishment and she honestly did not want that. Thomas was a small, frail, and innocent looking boy who had only been whipped once because of something she had done.<br/><br/>She frequently ran from the estate whenever she felt like it so that she could explore the areas or swim in the ocean. Now a days she would tell her father to find a punishment for her in some way such as putting a lock on her balcony doors to keep her inside. She never again wanted to see someone bleed because of her selfishness but if she returned home without her family's precious heirloom them Thomas would surely feel the sting of a barbed whip until the ski on his back was torn off.