Cold fear shot up through her spine and into every fibre of her being as the orc marched right on into the wagon without heeding her warning, and as her grim fate in the hands of the bandits was becoming more and more clear. In fact it came as a shock to her how he reacted, in all her pompousness and arrogancy she hadn't thought further than what she said last, and had actually believed he would yield down under all her power and nobility. Panic reached into her as he started stepping towards her. "No, please! I'm the princess! You cant do this to me! Take the maids but leave me, they're not as important as I am, and worthy of any man!" The last thing she said had a point, the maids were obviously picked for their beauty. Of course, the princess was priceless. And the fact she was dressed as she was(see first post) was not helping her sound convincing to these bandits ears... As Dargoth reached out his hand towards her, she striked out by reflex with her dagger, using the little skill she had learned, but only managed to make a very shallow cut in his arm. Probably not even enough to sting for such a tough orc.<br/><br/>One of the maids outside had started sobbing as bandits surounded them, groped them at every place they could. One of the bandits ripped off the dress from the shoulders to the waist of the maid sobbing, obviously amused of her suffering and wanted to amplify it. He started playing with her bare breasts, sucking and biting it and ignoring her protests. The other maid was still in a quiet shock.(both of us have controll of the maids and the ones at them, but dont focus too much on them. pick away any of the bandits at any time for the main scene.)<br/><br/>(sorry about the delay btw, I was out of my house)