<strong>Day 1 - Noon</strong><br/><br/>The green skin figure holding the shackles behind her was licking his lips, enjoying the view of her shapely buttocks offered him, that was until he was taken by complete surprised when Arlen suddenly whipped into action, throwing a feint punch at him but then landing a blow to his knee instead. The orc staggered backwards, while her petite hand and arm looks fragile and small, the kick was a surprise it didn't give him much time to ready himself. However, the other orc slaver next to the staggered one was already prepared for this, he was quick to move in from behind her and hugged her from behind, his arms interlocking each other just below her ample breasts. With the man's strength he was able to lift Arlen up a inches off the ground so that she won't use her feet to run off.<br/><br/><div class="floatright">(http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d25/Deathbringer6679/5e696ca4-8deb-4a15-94e5-deb19e99171c.jpg:original)</div><strong>"Well, this one's a fighter ain't she?"</strong>, the man on the wagon said, his peculiar accent being difficult to place. The orc holding her up had his face close to Arlen's , his breath smells terrible but then again, what can be expected from a monster with fangs jutting out from his lower jaw, much less a slaver. He slips out his tongue and licks along her white skin neck, tasting her.<strong>"She taste delicious, can we have her master?"</strong>, the orc asks, followed by the laughter of two others and a painful groan of the staggered one.<br/><br/>Arlen's fate seems sealed, to be chained up by a group of slavers, to have her naked body toyed with until she reaches the slave pen in the nearby settlement and to have her life taken from her, all her rights and freedom given to the highest bidder in the slave market. The orc around her were barely containing their lusts at such a shapely figure of the girl, so despite the temptation to ravish her naked form, they fear angering their leader, or master sitting so mightily with a smug face on the cart looking down on the pleasing sight before him.<br/><br/>However, this isn't to be. As the slavers around her closing in on her, some of them hungrily ogling her naked form while others playing with the cuffs given to them, a voice was heard from the distant, or rather a battle cry. Though faint at first, it became much clearer and louder fast, which means whoever it was, he or she is approaching Arlen and the slavers at a rapid pace. The orcs were stopped dead in their track due to the newcomer, their gazes turns from the naked girl to the a woman riding down on them with a brown steed.<br/><br/>The battlecry comes from a woman, red haired with tanned skin. She donned what appears to be scalemail bikini and a fur cape on her back. The fiery red-haired woman immediately jumps down from her horse a few feet away from Arlen, the slavers were still stunned by the newcomer were unprepared when she suddenly pulls out a halberd from the sheathe attached by the side of the horse she was riding. The woman ran and then jumps towards one of the slaver holding a club in his hand, despite the slaver being able to lift his club in time to parry the halberd coming down on him, it proves to be futile as it smashed through so easily and the sharp axe attached at the end of the halberd haft lies buried deep into the orc's skull. Blood flows through the wound before she pulls it off of the dead monster's face and the body crumples down to the ground.<br/><br/><strong>"What the-?!"</strong>, there was an expression of pure shock on the merchant's face, the smugness now replaced with that of fear as he watched one of his orc slavers lies dead and bloodied on the ground.<strong>"Kill her!"</strong>, the other slavers responded quickly to the order and began to surround her, except for the one slaver that's now holding Arlen in his arms but that too didn't last long either.<br/><br/>The brazen red haired woman, suddenly took out a small knife tucked away by her side in her leather waistbelt and without warning, she threw it straight towards Arlen. However, she struck with such precision that it misses the girl by a mere inch and struck the orc holding her straight on the temple. Loosening the grip on her, the creature fell down to the grass behind her, dead.<strong>"You girl, get behind me quick!"</strong>, the woman's rough voice calls out to Arlen, urging the young innocent girl to stand behind her for protection.