The Bandits, once there were also done with the maids, dressed and began going about securing items, valueables and other goods from the wagons along with now roaming horses. They made quick work of it and bound the mainds together, then to the back of a horse, forcing them to walk. Dargoth found a cloak of some sort and tossed it to the one-time Princess. They had spent long enough at the site of the battle and it was time to move before a larger force of soldiers came along. And, once back at their camp, the festivities would continue. He roughly tied her hands together and held onto the leash as he mounted his horse, dragging her behind him. "Best keep'a moving unless you like being hurt." He says, giving it a firm tug. The Red Bandits began to move out, their spoils and temporary sex-slaves trailing behind with no other option.