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Aleksander Vorns looked at the fresh batch of slaves he and his men had captured. The actual raids themselves were risky ventures. You had to get the cart close but not too close. You had to make sure none of the victims suspected anything before the raid commenced. Then you had to knock the Keidran out, but not give them lasting damage. You had to get away to unload them off the cart, but not too close.

The slaves had been unbound, except for a hobble around their ankles to keep them from running. He walked to them, shifting the strap of his sword so that it rested on a more comfortable part of his shoulder. He made a motion of checking his whip, but it was really just a delaying action.

Then, in Keidran with a slight accent, he spoke. "<Listen up! You're slaves now. Technically, you're my property. I don't like to damage my property. I can't guarentee your wellbeing after we've sold you in town. But, cooperate now, and you won't get beaten, assaulted, or overworked. In fact, for the next few days to a week, all you'll be doing is walking and getting firewood.>"

"<In return, you're not going to be a problem. The hobbles stay on. You will not take anything from one of the carts. You will not try to run. You try to run, and Leonard here,>" Aleksander motioned to a thin man leaning on the cart with a longbow next to him. Leonard waved. "<Leonard will shoot you in the leg and you will walk slowly. If you cause a problem and run, Leonard will shoot you in the chest and we will tie your corpse to the cart and we will drag your rotting body all the way to town. You make a big problem of yourself and don't run, I tie you to the cart, slit your throat, and we will drag your body to town.>"

"<That's it. We'll give you a few more minutes, and then we're moving out.>" Aleksander said, then walked back to the rest of his men, who were grouped around the supply carts. "Same as usual. Watch 'em close." He said to his bowmen.

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More than a few miles away, Jayonois ordered a breather be taken in between pants. He'd been pushing himself and his fighters longer than most of them were used to being pushed. They'd literally been running since he'd gotten word of the raid.

He leaned against a tree, taking deep breaths. His spear hung loose in his hand, partially used as a support. After a minute or so of rest, he pushed himself off the tree and took a deep breat. "<We have to keep moving,>" He said, "<C'mon, let's go.>" Jayonois finished and started into a trot, headed for the raided village, spear held close against his chest.

Fengxian walked up and down the lines of new slaves, reading the expressions on their faces. It was always so interesting to him, to see the mix of emotions they displayed. Some were horrified, some overwhelmed with grief, others were obviously outraged by what had happened, and still others seemed entirely apathetic to the events surrounding them. It was those last two that needed to be watched the closest.

The raid had gone fairly smoothly, considering the unpredictable nature of the job. The resistance had been light at best, mostly unorganized brawling, no real defense. Fengxian seemed to recall that some of the Keidran had employed magic during the fighting, but he hadn't been in a good position to see the source of it. If some of these slaves were adept at magics, it might make the trip back a difficult one indeed.

After Alexander had laid out his ultimatum to the new slaves, Fengxian stood ready for any trouble amongst their ranks, but he was rather impressed with the results the man's words had had on the Keidrans. They seemed resigned to their fate, but Fengxian knew that the emotions of the group could change in an instant, and mass chaos was only a few threats or prods away.

Fengxian wasn't exactly sure what he was supposed to do at this point; he was relatively new to the career. He walked to the back of the group, just to add a little extra security.

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Chankalis blinked tears from her eyes as she came to... the welt on the back of her head was evidence enough for the source of her pain, but she felt bruising on her side as well, most likely from kicks received during the shuffle. Chan looked around to see what was going on, and the sight that met her was a dreary one. All of the members of her village were huddled together, shackled around the legs. As Chan looked closer, she noticed that not everyone was here, and she hoped, for an instant, that maybe some of the villagers had managed to escape, but her hopes began to crumble when she remembered having seen the bodies of several of her fellow Keidrans trampled and bleeding back in the raid. Chan sighed and felt another tear drip its way across her fur, because of the pain, she told herself.



Edit: If I ever say Liao in this thread, please just point it out to me. I'm so used to typing Liao because of A Keidran Life that it just happens automatically. Unless I specify otherwise, assume any instances of "Liao" should be considered to be "Fengxian." Thanks.

Chrome took a look around. He didn't like the hobbles on his legs. He hated his legs to be confined. He tried to think of a loophole to get away, but he couldn't think of any. He shuffles around a bit and starts talking to himself.

Chrome: Jerk. Why'd he take me? I'm a midget, and I'm not even Keidran! I guess this is what happens when I hang around them. At least I can entertain myself.

Chrome makes a small lick of flame in his hand and starts to play with it. Snuffing it out whenever a human comes by. Eventually he walks over to Chankalis, noticing her crying.

Chrome: <Not holding up to well huh? Well I can't say it's not the right feeling. Then again, it wasn't my village. I was just in the wrong place, at the wrong time. But I think you'll be fine. You will probably get nice masters. I don't know about me. I'm not very tall. So, please stop trying. Maybe try finding one of your friends!>

(aren't we supposed to go in a specific order that we signed in as?)

Dan finished cleaning his cloak of the blood and dirt then he started to walk towards the new slaves when he notices a shorter keidran than him playing with fire, he heads to his direction and wispers.

<you better put that away or i will be forced to use... lets just say it will be messy>

Chrome: DAMNIT! I am not a Keidran! And since when do you guys care what I do to entertain myself? I won't be doing anything with these exept play with it. Hm.
EDIT: <Hey, tell me somthing, if I had my axe, and you had your dagger, do you think you could beat me?>

Dan: <and im sopposed to believe you?....*hehe* you really are convinced that you are somthing else... like a basitin?>

Chrome: <Yes, I am basitin.> How else do explain how I can speak your language, and the Keidrans so easily? I'm short. Not stupid. Now, back to my question. <You think if I didn't have these things on my legs you could beat me?> Or how about an experament. You obviously think I'm Keidran. Well, hows about some bread? You give me some, and then you give some of these other sad sacks some? Let's see who gets sick!

OOC: hmm... if edits go unnoticed, they can cause plot confusion. I'll try to smooth it out. Also, no, I doubt there is any order or turn system we have to abide by, but I could be wrong.

Chankalis looked up to find the person attached to the voice addressing her, but she quickly looked back down when she saw only empty air. Next to her stood a fellow slave, but he was so short, when he stood he came to about the same height she did while sitting. She was about to retort that she wasn't crying, it was just that her head hurt, when a guard came over to them. Chan cringed as he threatened the slave next to her, but he didn't even seem phased by it. She quickly stood up and tried to blend in with the group, but the short person next to her gall to challenge the human.

She turned to him and hissed/whispered, "<Are you crazy? He could kill you easily!>"

Chrome: <I don't think so. He doesn't look like a templar. I could beat him without fire. And if these things wearn't on my legs.

Chrome dismisses the human and turns to Chankalis completly.

Chrome: <Why not just try to find some of your friends?>

Chrome walks away with that. Checking out some of the other slaves. He eventually gets angry again and starts talking to himself again.

Chrome: Now, this is why I hung out with Keidran. I didn't see one slave where I hung out.

Chrome gets to a tree and grabs a low branch. He climbs into the tree and waits. Mumbling.

Edward leaned on a tent and adjusted his sunglasses. He din't want to be part of this raid, but a friend of his cashed in a favor. He'd get him back for this... Aleksander Vorns was giving some speech to the captured slaves, at least he treated the keidran with some respect. Some respect, but Edward could see the guy was grown into his job... He still had no idea what Alex was saying, he should try and learn keidran.

Edward talked to some kediran near him, one was stangely short, and different then the other keidran. "Listen, just don't try to run away." Edward said calmly. He held up his club to solidify his comment. That short keidran was driving him crazy, he knew it was different, but with all the keidran about he wasn't thinking that it might be a basitin. One of the other guards talked with the short one as one of the slaves came to and cried. The short one walked or hobbled off.

Chrome: No one actually takes my fighting skills seriously!

Chrome looks down from his tree.

Chrome: No one respects a short guy...

Chrome looks up to the sky.

Chrome: Look, just tell your boss I want to get moving. I hate staying in one place like this. The sooner I get sold off the better.

After that battle with a confused keidran, Dan goes to his tent and wriggles inside

"hey there scooter" *he pets his pet bird*

Dan notices the cage has a few dents and rust spots

"hmm need to get a new cage eh? ah well your getting old... i'll let you go soon."

Dan takes the cage outside and lets the bird go.

*sigh* Dan thought 'what a good bird... too bad'

OOC: I guess i will be with Team_Rade.

Oreo comes in to where Dan can see him and bows to him. "I have a list of all of the keidran captured today would you like to see it." Still looking at the ground because he was told to always until they spoke back and holding up the board with the names of all of the keidran on it.

OOC: ok im harsh though :twisted:

Dan says "thank you, dissmissed"

Dan looks over the list and smirks, there was quite a bit of names on the list

Chrome notices some fruit in the tree that he is sitting in, and decides to take a look. He opens it up, to find fig wasp corpses inside. Throughly disgusted he ignites the fruit and drops it onto the ground.

Chrome: So bored.