<div style="text-align: left;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><em>Ludolf...waking from a nights rest...</em></span></div><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/cf/BryceNewborne02.jpg)</div><br/>His body ached as he stretched.  The lashing he'd received the day earlier having not healed fully caused a hint of pain to flare through his back.  Slowly he rose from his pallet on the floor of his<em>cubiculum</em>as his eyes adjusted to the light of the morning.<br/><br/><em>Such a dream...the fields...where was that?</em>He thought to himself as he stood wincing slightly at the pain.  Looking over his form he smiled and was pleased to see no real damage had been done other than the few lashes that bit harder on his lower back.  The muscles in his body rippled as he moved to fully examine himself and stretch them out for his daily chores.<br/><br/>Walking over to the basin he splashed some water on his face and quickly dried off to help wake himself up fully.  Ludolf pulled his tunic on quickly and laced the sandals onto his feet before exiting his room.  A part of him hated his life, he didn't fully understand why, but it often got him into trouble.  Sometimes he could tell when his blood was going to get the better of him and could hold it off.  Yet there were other times when something would hit him wrong and he'd disobey just to be difficult,<em>Thinking about running in those fields with...who were those people?</em><br/><br/>Ludolf had been taken from his tribe early in his life.  Barely able to recall the people he'd once known as parents or any of his other kin he often had dreams of his youth.  He could recall what it meant to be free, and to roam with that older man that called him by a child's name he no longer could recognize.<br/><br/>Racing down the hallway, dodging by other slaves, he made his way to the Culina; coming to a skidding to a halt before he got to the entrance.  His head peeked around the corner of the doorway and saw the two women working away.  A slight growl in his stomach got the better of his sensibilities and he quickly slipped inside and while the pretty older woman, Melete, was hugging the dark skinned girl.  He softly padded through the room and snatched a hand out to snag a few grapes as he passed, hoping the pair didn't see him go.<br/><br/>He ran to the Atrium with his treat in hand almost barreling over a slave carrying the Dominus' toga's from the wash.  When he arrived where he'd been assigned he gobbled down the grapes, quelling his growling stomach and walked through the room and pulled weeds from the plants stuffing them in a sack.<br/><br/>He heard a commotion outside and made his way to an portal in the wall to see what had been the cause.  Ludolf hadn't expected the sight at all, the woman was bare with raven black hair and a face that could freeze his heart, and did.  She was gorgeous, stunning, and her blue eyed gaze made his breath freeze as she walked past him.  A sight that would be with him for all his years.<em>At least all the women here are beautiful...</em>he smiled to himself as he went back to his chores.