<strong>Azzure</strong><br/><br/>The bartender smiled at the pretty woman. "Certainly miss. For such a lovely lady, no charge!" He would wave over a server to bring her food and drink, and to see her to the best room in the lodgings. Her stay at the inn would be one of muted luxury, complete with a hot, perfumed bath and cleaned clothes. The next day would see her on a well-supplied caravan heading south, run by the innkeep's brother no less.<br/><br/>A couple of days of travel later would find things changing for the young Eclipse. One evening as she sat around the campfire, she'd find a heavy sack being dropped on her head and feel a massive, clubbing blow to the back of the head. When she awoke, hours later, she was in an area she did not recognize. Low hills and scrub-brush dotted the landscape. The night air blew cold over naked skin and the belly chain that was her only clothing. And there were a bunch of strange people near a small fire.<br/><br/>One of them looked at her with a grin, firelight reflecting from a knife blade as he beckoned for the others to come see their awakened captive...<br/><br/><strong>Quinn</strong><br/><br/>The cage came together as beautifully as she could have hoped.<br/>