Tiana

"As promised, 25 gold coins to each one for the quest. Excellent job adventurers!" After a long quest, you find yourself back in the Capital City. The cute receptionist happily placing bags of coin on the table.

Days on end spent on the road, hunting marauding goblin, raving bandits, and whatever the hell else happened to cross your path. But no one in the party got seriously hurt, and you were getting paid. Life is good.

"Let's celebrate together at the tavern?" The Warrior asks you with a wide smile, roughly clapping his hand to your back. Taking a moment to give the assembled part one last glance, you turn away.

With a shake of your head, and a polite yet firm denial, you find yourself on the streets. Alone yet again, unlikely to join another party for a few days… Might as well find an inn. A few drinks couldn’t hurt.

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The sunlight cast its unforgiving rays directly onto your eyelids, rousing you from your drunken slumber. Fighting through the pounding headache, you push yourself into a sitting position. Try as you might, little to no memory of the previous night comes to your mind. Curiously, a little girl was sat next to you… Something seemed almost familiar about her.

Wait. No, not a child. A woman. A tiny woman, but still… Sharp green eyes, sporting black hair that she obviously cut herself, and a dress that looked to be handmade as well. Cute, but malnourished and covered in scars.

The memories of yesterday hit you like an ogre’s club. You remember stumbling across the streets of the red-light district. Inside a brothel, you found the poor girl tied by her wrists to a post. The slaver told you that she was going to be sold to an arena for creature food… The last four gold in your pockets had been spent buying her.