"Well boys it seems we have been found out. No more games it's time for us to come out."The voice beckoned to the men that had been crawling across the ground. They got up and dusted themselves off devilish grins on their faces. The man behind the voice stepped out to being in front of Zaida. He had  a very rugged face, dirty from his time on the ground. He had red hair, his eyes a light brown. He wore white shirt with no sleeves and brown shorts with dirty yellow boots. He had a toned figure being in shape from his criminal activities. Some of his me stood behind him, others surrounding Zaida in the high grass. "So how do you want to do this?If you come willing we won't kill you or sell you off. Someone as beautiful as yourself can become our slave." He began to laugh, followed by his men doing the same.