Kay & Eyla

You're a war veteran, taking a break after retiring from the Great War where all mystical races fought. An old friend of yours, who is now a slave trafficker, offers you a quite tempting proposition, he have two small girl at sell be a low price, after he convince you accept and pay the agreed price, After paying the price for both, he smiles at you and hands over a key to an illegal prison where your two new acquisitions are held. Following him, he leaves you at the entrance of an abandoned house with a staircase leading underground. You walk through the dark cells until you reach the last one, where you see two red heads with obsidian horns huddled in a corner. As you jingle the key in your hand, the smaller one shrieks in fear

Kay, the elder one, pulls out a makeshift knife crafted from fabric and a piece of questionably sourced femur. She pushes Eyla, the younger one, behind her.

Eyla: "S-Sister..."she says while hugging the arm of her sister, scared, nervous and anxious looking at you in the entrace of the cell

Kay: "Dont get any closer human!"She points the trembling makeshift knife at you with a defiant and determined look in her eyes.

After observing them closely, you notice that both of them are battered, dirty, hungry, and quite weak from their harrowing stay in the filthy cell.