She was on a mission of peace when her escort was attacked by the Orcs. They had killed all her men, save one, and taken the two of them captives. They don't seem to be in any hurry. She had no idea where they were taking her, or what they planned to do with her when they got there. But she was still alive. Her arms were killing her. She was tied between two barrels of ale. She had not seen the soldier that was captured with her since last night. She had just caught a glimpse of him has he was being hauled away. She thought it was Jadyn. At least she hoped it was Jadyn. But then she knew that they were hurting him. She began to sob...No! She would not give this lot that satisfaction. She would find a way out of this. And if she was to die, then se would do it with her dignity in tact. These pigs would never NEVER see her break!