(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/8a/LianaAranhall.jpg)<br/><br/>Liana Aranhall<br/><br/><strong>The Hargood<br/>Tag:  Introduction</strong><br/><br/>Liana gives a slight tug on her cuffs, more in frustration than anything else.  It was not like she was going to break herself free, not with her puny strength.  Letting out a soft sigh, as grey eyes peer about the room.<br/><br/>She notes the other girls in the room, trapped much like she was.  She was bound, her hands secured behind her back, sitting on the floor.  Her bare feet were also cuffed together..  This may have been part of Desna's plan, that there was some reason for this, but that did not mean that she had to like it..<br/><br/>Shifting to a sitting position, she looks down to her... outfit.  At least it covered her private arts.  Barely.  And that was about all that the, er, clothing, did.  Still, perhaps she should be grateful for that.  The looks she had gotten from those guards had been a little unsettling.  Like she was a piece of meat.  Which, at the moment, she just might be, as much as she might not like it.<br/><br/>Liana turns to the guards, watching and listening to them.  Biting her tongue at the talk of getting drunk or having their way with women in brothels.  Perhaps best not to think to much about that, considering her situation.  Still, this was getting old, the waiting.<br/><br/>So, uhm, how much longer before...  before we get to port?" she asks, more to relieve her boredom as to satisfy her curiousity.