Dumpster files: Failed RP starter that wasn’t for Kristie.
Nynadesh; The desert country was two seas away from the king's country, Cenna. It truly had been months of travel...
Her name was Blythe Lancasset; She was not a noble nor rich but simply beautiful; the beautiful daughter of a criminal whom did not pay his debts... It was a hard life she lived but she kept her mother's grace. She was the only thing he had that was worth anything and that had sealed her fate.
The two men who'd taken her across the sea dragged her throughout the desert city in a horrific fashion, She was nothing more to them but cattle to sell and they were sure to remind her of this as they took her vision and voice with leather straps; tight and uncomfortable. She felt the latter one digging into the corners of her lips...The taste of blood blended with leather as she was marched with a firm grip bruising her arms.
The men beside her both appeared like gentlemen with there dress shirts and expensive pants but they were no more then scum; All three however stood out. The proper clothing and overall modest appearance was highly abnormal as the westerners never ventured this far; ever.
The streets were lined with men and women that were tall and full with long black and brown hair, braided or decorated with various trinkets... Some had metal hanging from there noses and eyebrows; it was... absurd. There skin tanned and darkened with scars coating every few inches of some. Most of the women wore next to nothing; beaded tops that barely left anything to the imagination and draping fabric around there waist; Weapons were also more common as almost everyone, Male and Female had knives and swords; cutlasses...
Blythe was a drip of milk into a pool of coffee; her light skin was paler than most anything in the city and her long golden curls stood out as she walked; as bright as the sunlight that shone down upon her. Most glaring in disgust at how the men were treating the young girl...And had been treating her. The bruises on her legs and neck were visible past her tattered dress. The heat burned; She was not used to this type of humidity and the thick fabric of her clothes only made her sweat more; she was uncomfortable as her skin stung. She barely knew where she was due to the blindfold and suddenly she felt a faint coolness as they entered somewhere followed by the sharp pain of hard concrete underneath her as she was thrown to her knees and the two men who'd taken her from her home spoke poorly in the foreign tongue.
'Tl't kav 't gau taero; Slo v'rr daexo ae saab traeqo.'
She didn't know what it meant; She heard other people talking in soft whispers before a man's voice; loud and harsh spoke in the same language.
'Yai kuoaek lou vauto klor klo b'uk irbouroaekl vaiu daak; tlo ditk rak do vaukl dikl ka vai klor.'
The replying voice sounded quite sarcastic in tone and she could tell the two men who'd brought her were angered by whatever he said as they muttered in English. "Fucking - He better fucking pay us." one muttered and she heard a snort followed by a heavy laugh; It was quick whatever happened but she couldn't tell what as she felt something move quickly beside her; a soft gurgle and the sound of both men hitting the ground. She presumed they were dead but that only made her heart sting in fear; now what..?
It took a moment of silence before she felt a rough touch brush against her soft cheek and she flinched until she realized it was headed for the back of her blindfold; undoing the buckles of both it and her gag and sliding it off her face. The light suddenly filling her eyes made them sting; the sunlight just as bright as it felt on her skin as she covered her face for a moment; trying to let her soft green eyes focus on the figure before her.