Natacia lets out a small groan, still feeling stiff, her movements quite slow as she tries to massage some life into her limbs. She was a prisoner, and her glance out the window shows her captors are hardly enlightened sorts. Did that....thing bring her here, or after she passed out was she just left by her original attacker and then her captors found her freshly fucked form?<br/><br/>All thoughts of that were startled out of her as an orc makes an appearance before her. Stumbling back she quickly covered herself, remembering her shameful nudity. "Who are you? What have you done with me?" she blurts out...cliche, but the first things that come to her mind.