The waves rocket against the boat's hull, constantly making Rasha broken body shift around in the little rowboat while she stared up at surreal skies. In the middle of her ocean of dreams, the Satyxis's thoughts flew overhead between the clouds, never reaching her in her little wood cradle. Rasha was alone where nobody could follow, but she had no idea if it was a nightmare or a dream that was accompanying her. Did it even matter? She honestly had no clue.<br/><br/>Something shifted, and Rasha felt a weight upon her as a familiar shadow loomed over her.<i>"Hey Rashaaaa~ Missed lil' Srynn?"</i>The memory of the other Satyxis teased her. The young sea witch pressed her nude body against Rasha's, bloody ornaments dangling from her horns as she trapped Rasha's lips with a kiss, biting hard enough of Rasha's lower lip in her lust to draw blood.<i>"You're all tensed again, sis, and they say you'll be a captain soon..."</i>Her younger sister's fingers traveled down her stomach, to the crest of her sex, delving two fingers into Rasha's depths just as Rasha hears herself repeat a worn memory.<i>"Of course, oooooooh, and y-you'll be my right-hand, Srynn. Bloodsong sisters, terrors of the sea..."</i><br/><br/>The dream currents shift and change, leaving Rasha alone again with a heat in her loins. A big wave bumped into her rowboat, knocking it over as the scenery of her nightmare twisted to elsewhere. A stone cold floor met Rasha's knees, and an even colder glare met Rasha's eyes. Before her stood one of the few things that could make Rasha bend her knee. The face of a ten-year old Satyxis stared at her full of contempt with eyes the same colours of Rasha's own, and she found herself reach out to toy with red locks the same hue as her own.<i> "Neyri, my daughter, upset because your mother is leaving?"</i>She gripped her daughter's head, placing a surprisingly tender kiss on the girl's forehead.<i>"Don't tell your aunt, but she and I are planning to bring back a gift for you. Something to give that dagger of yours a taste of blood. There, come here my heart, let me hold you..."</i><br/><br/>Her daughter faded away just as Rasha tried to wrap her arms around her, the nightmare dragging her deeper into darkness, into black waters trying to drown Rasha while she struggled to swim with limbs that could not move. A face loomed over her as the waves pulled her under, and as darkness faded to light Rasha watched the rictus grin on Srynn's bloody face, eyes empty and unseeing.<br/><br/>You're always told people wake up with a shock from nightmares, but Rasha found her senses only return to her slowly. The light was too bright for her still slumber-weakened eyes, forcing her to squint. She was distinctly aware of the rope bindings trapping her limbs, just like in her nightmare. There was a weight on one of her horns, and Rasha's eyes flung wide open as she felt the gentle tap of toothed steel against the bone.<i>"No! NO!"</i>She called out for the sailors to stop, but they did not speak her tongue, and she didn't understand their. She squirmed in growing panic, anything but the horn, couldn't they just rape her?<br/><br/>Like the thunder, Siva showed up, parting the crowd of sailors looming over her with just his presence. Many that had been trying to cup a feel of her naked form now hiding behind their friends, only one remained that faced the paladin with wavering courage. The sailor said something Rasha did not understand, but Siva's reply was clear enough, even if the words were still foreign to her. A wicked laughter bubbled up in Rasha's throat as Siva picked the man up with ease, her heart beating a bit quicker both at her timely rescue and her ever-present bloodlust.<i> "Go on! Kill him! Show this crew you are not to be trifled with!"</i><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>