Heart beating rapidly in her chest, Rasha did her best to gather her breath as Siva held her, that teasing wiggle easily drawing a  whimpering moan from the Satyxis's lips. Dragonfather, she was so sensitive right now. Was this how her victims felt? Violated and used as she mixed screams of pleasure and pain from their lips while riding their throbbing shafts. Her shame swam though her head like a shark, devouring any conscious thought but the festering hatred for the paladin. She grunted, shivering as he pulled his digit out. She collapsed insensate on the bench on he left her go, digging her claws in the wood as if afraid the solidity of it would escape her.<br/><br/>His words were lost on her, Rasha wasn't really listening to what he said, too busy recovering and she didn't really care in the first place. She watched Siva out of the corner of her eye, and watched him look her over as he stood at the entrance of her cell. Rasha was tempted to sling some insult as he turned and left, but her tired mind just couldn't come up with anything good. A metallic noise drew her attention away from the graining of the wood of the bench, and her eyes widened as she saw the paladin raise the heavy brazier off the floor. What was that idiot doing now? Rasha couldn't help but wonder, but stirred in fear as he brough the iron fire cage over to her cell, quickly scrambling up. Did he intend to mark her flesh yet again?<br/><br/>Nothing could have described her surprise when Siva simply turned and left the cell. Stepping closer to the brazier, Rasha could feel it's warmth wash over her body with the flickering of the fire. Stupified, she looked at Siva and bit her lower lip, forcing a quiet<i>"thanks"</i>out of her lip, just loud enough to be heard by the man as he passed by her cell while carrying the heavy chest on his shoulder. Rasha watched him leave, then clutched her hands over her mouth, not trusting herself to not break out into mad laughter. She eagerly accepted the bowl of gruel that arrived after him, surprising the sailor somewhat with how eager she grabbed it and began to eat the slob. At that point, Rasha didn't even care about how the man ogled her before leaving.<br/><br/><br/>Fire! FIRE! It was all too obvious to Rasha that Siva was neither an experienced sailor nor jailor. She grabbed the ceramic key from it's hiding place under some stray hay, and stood next to the brazier. Rasha had carved it out into a rough key-like shape, but didn't yet carve any teeth. Regardless, that didn't matter now she had the heat of the brazier to help her. Holding her chain over it, she endured the heat and the pain as the lock slowly grew more soft and supple, twisting the fake key into it until after several long minutes it clicked open. A giggle took hold of Rasha, and with some acrobatics managed to remain the process with the manacles around her ankles. A chance at freedom sang in her heart, and it gave her the strength, speed and conviction she had lacked the past few days.<br/><br/>Freed from her bonds, Rasha placed the chains aside, the heavy iron manacles would make excellent weapons to aid her escape. Moving the brazier very slowly and quietly as to not alert the guards at the door, she pushed it over to the lock. Her hands shook as they wrestled her copied key into the slot. Heat warping and softening the metal enough that after what felt ages, it finally clicked and the gate swung open. For a few moments Rasha stared in disbelief, and fear gripped her heart. What if this was some test to break her spirit, and they waited to see what she'd do. She quickly scoffed the notion. They<i>knew </i>what she would do, she was Satyxis, she was a raider from one of the stronger bloodlines! Gripping the metal, Rasha began the slow process of dragging the brazier to the corner, ignoring how the hot metal of the legs seared the palms of her hands. For freedom, she could endure this pain and greater. Stacking hay and wood gathered from all the cells, Rasha slowly tipped the brazier over. From what she could determine, it had been half an hour, maybe an hour since Siva had left, and he might be coming back at this point. Burning coal spilled onto Rasha's makeshift pyre, instantly setting it alight. Rasha poked and prodded it until was a small blaze licking and blackening the ceiling.<br/><br/><br/>A knock on the door from inside alerted the two Menothian sailors, blinking, they look at each other before one opened the eyeslot and gasped in alarm at the sight of the growing blaze. Fire on a ship was a terrible thing, and already it looked like this vessel will be nothing but burning debris by nightfall. They quickly opened the door and rushed in to deprive the fire fuel and oxygen, heedless that their Satyrix prisoner was missing. The first quickly went over the flame, speaking in a tongue alarmed in a tongue Rasha did not understand or cared about. Slipping out of the shadows from behind the door, she wrapped her arm tightly around the second sailor's throat, cutting off his air and his ability to call it. She let him clutch helplessly at her arm while she drew his blade, and in one smooth stepped forward drove it right through the first sailor's heart. To Rasha's surprise, the man managed to look utterly surprised at the bloody blade protruding from his ribcage before slumping forward into the roaring fire.<br/><br/>Rasha finished the second sailor off easily, snapping his neck and leaving the body on the floor. No time to steal their pants, she grabbed the chains in her free hand, and ran into the hallway. Bare feet pounded on the wood as she raced forward, as naked as the day as she was born as she made her escape. Cries of alarm went up as the fire was discovered in the places it was spreading to, but Rasha knew it was already too late for the ship. She dodged aside into the shadows as a set of men rushed past her, carrying blankets, buckets and other tools which simply weren't enough to douse the flames Rasha knew raged in the brig now. She waited until they were out of hearing before moving on. At the stairs to the next level, Rasha had to wait again, biding her time before she could ascent them.<br/><br/><br/>By now, a thin veil of smoke hung in the vessel's halls, helping Rasha hide. She felt it stinging her lungs but she embraced the sensation and simply paced her breath. She was alive, she was escaping, one more set of stairs and she was on the deck and could steal a lifeboat. Hearing someone approach, Rasha duck into a nearby room, and was surprised to find a young teen there, one of Siva's squires. She didn't recognize the tools in the room, and couldn't divine it's purpose as she leapt forward, pouncing the young man as he cried out in alarm nobody was around to hear.<br/><br/>She pinned him to the floor, trapping his arms beneath her knees as she sat on him, keeping one hand on his mouth as he struggled to be free.<i>"You know... I was just going to escape, and not bother going out of my way to get revenge. But since you're here, and Siva's not... Well, I have a little time to indulge."</i>Rasha had no idea if the squire could understand her, but the way the boy trembled, he seemed to have gotten the gist of it anyway. She dragged her blade across his cheek, drawing blood and licking it up as he stiffened, savouring the taste like a rare wine. Mmmm, a few more years, and he'd have made a fine mate, what a pity that all he would get was a few more minutes at best.<i>"Where is your Menoth now, pet? Your master can't save you..." </i>Rasha licked his ear, dropping her blade and picking up her chain. Pressing it against his neck, she cut off the boy's airflow.<i>"Remember groping my breast? I do, I suggest you hold onto that memory as you die."</i><br/><br/>He struggled and squirmed, desperate to escape Rasha as his air supply dwindled. Asphyxiation was slow and cruel enough to the Satyxis's tastes, and she got to watch the light in his eyes slowly fade and his lungs burned with the need to breathe. Rasha cackled, watching as the squire slowly gave up, his struggles weakening until he was no more. A shudder of delight went up Rasha's spine as the squire's life winked out. That had felt good. She couldn't get to Siva, but by killing one of his squires she had hurt him, proving that if she was an animal, she very was a dangerous one.<br/><br/>It mattered little by now, as Rasha went on her way and sneaked onto the deck, avoiding the panicked cries of men trying to stave off the inevitable. She found one of the lifeboats that was most out of sight, and began to lower it into the water, ignoring the noise from the deck.<br/><br/>It was only when someone called her name, that she turned and looked.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>