<div class="floatright"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 1.45em;">Vin</span></strong> (https://www.dndbeyond.com/profile/ElayneTrakand/characters/18822198)<br/>(https://i.imgur.com/tXuNUgt.jpg)</div>Figuring that putting her top back on would only draw more attention for not that much gain, considering how transparent it is anyway, Vin walked beside Aron still with her arms folded across her chest, top in hand.<br/>"You want to know how I got here? I was travelling along the great road, alone, stupid I know. To try and make a name for myself as a bard, preforming to new lands, finding and making new stories, you get the idea. I was sitting at my campfire when I heard a rustling, then, maybe the scent of rose petals? I'm not sure, all I know is that I then awoke hanging naked with my hands tied above my head to a tree. There was a crowd of people leering and poking at me, I tried kicking one who was exploring down... well..."<br/>Vin went a scarlet red and her posture tensed back up again and closed off a bit. "Anyway, as soon as I began moving my leg forward a jolt of energy went through my body and out of nowhere ropes had formed around my ankles and tethered into the ground preventing me from even doing a full-body swing forward to lash out at the bastards. Then from one of the tents came out a man, the crowd quieted at his appearance and backed away slightly. He touched a mark on his shoulder and said 'Release her'. Just like that, I fell to the ground arms and legs both now free. The man then commanded me to kneel before him. I for one thought that running was a much better plan and tried to do so, but my body had other ideas. Despite my will to do otherwise my body meekly crawled through the mud towards him then I got on my knees and bowed prostrate before him. The man bent down and lifted his head up, and told me to open my mouth. My mouth opened and he put his finger in poking around my cheeks to check if I was hiding anything. I tried to bite his finger as a small act of rebellion but couldn't. Then that done he had me spread my legs and poked around both my pussy and my ass checking for stuff again."<br/>Vin then got very indignant and furiously complained "I don't know why that was necessary, it's not like I could do anything even if I had anything, I suppose he just wanted to drive home to me how little control I have now."<br/>Calming back down but voice going very bland as if merely talking about something mundane happening in a far of land Vin continued "He then had me stand up and had a couple of the other bandits go grab a wash bucket and some rags. He had me stand with my legs spread and my arms behind my head, about as exposing a stance as possible in my naked state. Then a couple of the people began washing me off cleaning off any of the mud and dirt that was on me.  That done he gave me this set of clothes and told me that was the only clothing or armour that I am allowed to wear now. Once dressed he made me kneel once more although out of the mud and on some leaves as not to get me dirty again. On my knees but sitting upright he put this collar on me and said that it's magic pales in comparison to that of the mark but thought it would make a good physical reminder to me of my new place in life. As it was getting dark I was put in a small cage, designed more for a hound than for people, I was stacked on a cart with a number of other slaves for the night. Come morning I was taken out of my cage and one of the brigands snapped his fingers twice and a rope appeared running from a loop in the front of my collar to his hand. He then met up with a couple of other brigands and let me off from the group as the rest of the band travelled onwards. The small group then began working with me testing my abilities, physical, magical, performance and any other marketable or useful skill they could think of. This is when you all came in, I saw the dust cloud that indicates large groups travelling and called out for help. And well you know the rest. I'm sorry I can't be more help about the branding itself though, I suppose I probably got hit with a sleep spell, then the next thing I knew I had the mark. Is there anything else I can tell you that might help?"<br/><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">@Hyena, I hope this is an acceptable story for you, if there are any details I need to change let me know and I will adjust it. I am making stuff up in your world after all.</div></div>