Mistrust and Misunderstood

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Mistrust and Misunderstood

Post by Zyme » Mon Dec 03, 2018 2:03 am

Freedom! It felt so good just to be able to move again despite her wounds. To feel the earth and grass upon her belly was of more comfort than any she had for the past year, held up as prisoner within the foul hold of that accursed ship. Within a patch of tall grass off the nearest road, she lay down for a brief respite as she breathed deep the fresh air and basked in the gentle rays of the sun. As good as it felt to rest her weary weakened body, Sa'atshi knew her struggle was far from over. Chains still held fast her arms behind her back and the gag upon her mouth, clasped together by a ringed collar that was bolted securely about the creatures throat. It was a bitter reminder of the hell she just fled, and if she didn't find a way out of them soon, free or not she would surely perish from starvation at the very least.

In the distance, she could feel the vibrations of something coming near. A merchants cart drawn by two sturdy horses, driven by a rather portly fellow was on its way; no doubt the man was simply out on routine business, carrying his wares to the next destination. Sa' raised her head, peering above the grass as the cart grew closer. For all she knew, this human was searching for her, having never seen horses and carts before the day she was taken by the smugglers. Sa's heart began to race, her senses screaming at her to flee before it was too late. The horses could sense something was amiss, catching the merchants attention as he drew them to a halt just to try and calm the beasts.

Seeing the cart stop was more than the Naga could take. Sa' quickly emerged from the grass, slithering across the road before the horses as she fled the area. To the merchant, Sa' appeared as a huge serpent since the manner in which she was bound forced her to crawl like a common snake. The sudden sight of the naga sent the horses into a fit of fear, bucking and neighing wildly before dashing away with the shocked merchant and his cart in tow. The runaway cart flew down the roadway as the man tried his best to reign in the frightened mares, fearing he may have to jump if they don't stop soon. As for Sa', who was feeling every bit as fearful as the horses, she fled as far a she could before collapsing breathless near a pond that lay some distance off the roadway.

Her body ached, the wounds from the many scales that had been peeled away from Sa's skin had reopened once more to leave another trail of blood behind her. Slinking slowly down to the waters edge, the exhausted naga dipped her face down into the cool water, sucking what water she could around the gag to quench her thirst before rolling her entire body into the pool to ease her pain. Her stomach empty and strength spent, Sa' knew she could flee no further for the time being. The scent of livestock nearby caused her poor belly to rumble in protest, but it would have to wait. For now she would have to settle for easing her wounds, keeping her tail hidden beneath the water as she lay her head down within a bed of tall reeds. Too tired to struggle further, the nagas eyes slowly close as she drifts off into an uneasy sleep.

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Post by Alexandoriel Drake » Mon Dec 03, 2018 8:00 am

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A form was heading down the road, a cloak covering their body, with a large, amethyst crystal hammer resting on its back by means of special straps that held a large traveling pack over it. The hammer, itself, seemed far too large for the form's stature. Seeing the horse and cart ahead suddenly start to go out of control, the figure picked up speed, catching up to the cart in quick strides. The form reached out a slender hand, grabbing the reins and making gentle, soothing sounds to calm the beasts down. While not particularly being adept at animal handling, by experience, it wasn't all that difficult now that whatever spooked them was gone. Once the cart and horses were slowed down, the form gave the horses a light pat before waving to the merchant and setting off back and towards the side. The smell of blood was in the air, and the form searched for its source, reaching up and pulling back its hood.

Emerald eyes, looking much like carved gemstones, scanned the path and rested on the trail of blood. Not too difficult to determine what kind of creature left it behind, considering the clearly painful means of bloodloss. It seemed the trail ended, though, at the water's edge. The smell of blood clung to the shore, and she knew it couldn't have gotten too much farther. Instead of continuing a search, the woman decided to do what she knew best. Reaching back, she withdrew the hammer from its place by grabbing just under the head, hoisting it up and setting it head down against a tree near the pond. She then undid the straps from under her cloak, pulling the pack off of her back. Sitting down, she opened the flap of the pack, pulling out some rolls of cloth and revealing the dried meat inside of it. She then realized that maybe meat wasn't the meal of choice, but it would have to do as it was all she ever ate and carried not much else with her. She set the cloth down beside her, and pulled out another of the same, opening it and starting to munch on the dried meat. It wasn't how she liked her food, but it did keep better.

Upon reaching in her pack again, she pulled out a large waterskin. The alcohol inside it was one of her favorites, but she really wondered if it was the best to drink at a time such as this. She shrugged and pulled the cork, taking a long swig of the Wyrmstongue. "Never miss an opportunity to drink" was her motto. Or, would be if she had one. "Kiri tisvelk si tir ti tepoha ir ekess vulsh mrith," the woman commented to herself in an ancient, draconic language. She didn't completely know the languages used on the surface, quite yet. Not enough to carry on a conversation at least. She doubted anyone would understand her, since most never did, but it was better than making a fool of herself trying to speak a language she barely could grasp.


"Too bad I do not have one to drink with."
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Re: Mistrust and Misunderstood

Post by Zyme » Tue Dec 04, 2018 1:26 am

Sa'atshi's eyes suddenly sprung open wide while her entire body jerked beneath the water involuntarily, causing the surface to be broken by ripples as she awoke from and all too brief moments sleep. Her senses were so raw and on edge, she quickly realized that yet again someone or something was nearby. Despite her desire to flee, Sa's body felt heavy and far too weak to carry her any distance; but even with rest she knew her strength would eventually fail her. As she frantically pondered her options, Sa' slowly lifted her head to peer out from her place among the reeds; not yet realizing that she may have already given her presence away.

The slits within her golden eyes widened as she scanned the banks of the pond, settling upon the stranger who had taken to sit beneath a nearby tree. Her gaze fixed upon the woman, Sa' warily watched every move the stranger made. She seemed different at least in some regards, but that didn't make her any less of a threat to the wounded naga. Hearing the woman speak in some strange way seemed familiar, words unlike the common tongue shared among her former captors; all the same she didn't comprehend as the speech was still quite different from her own native tongue.

One thing was becoming increasingly certain for Sa' as desperation was settling upon her fragile mind. She knew she wouldn't last much longer if she didn't find a way to free her bonds soon, but she would rather die before returning to the hell from which she had escaped.

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Post by Alexandoriel Drake » Tue Dec 04, 2018 8:26 am

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The sound of water caught the woman's attention, but she didn't look for the source quite yet. She tore a piece of dried meat off, sharp teeth being visible as she did so. She couldn't deny that she, herself, was hungry and welcomed the small break. And if she was able to help someone? It just made it even better. Slight movement in the reeds caught her eyes and she glanced over, the sun glimmering ever so slightly on the crystals seemingly imbedded on each side of her face, as well as the crystal-like protrusions on each side of her head almost resembling horns. She had started to smile gently to try to ease the person hiding, but her smile quickly faded as her eyes were drawn to the cloth tied around her mouth. The fact that it hadn't been removed yet, told that the injured one couldn't remove it. Which only made her more worried. Animals were one thing. You didn't entirely have to speak their language to get them to understand. Intelligent people were different.

And she sure as hell wasn't sure what language to use, or if she could even say something correctly in the few she did know.

"Si shilta leor batobot ihk wux," she spoke in her own language, watching for any recognition of the language. She followed up with a very broken, heavily accented attempt at the common language she heard surface humans speak, "Me... able remove,"she gestured up towards her own mouth in an attempt to make reference to the cloth, "you..." she then paused, trying to figure out what it was she just said. It didn't sound right coming out of her mouth as it did in her head. She was sure she missed some words, but resorted to just attempting three more words- "Me... help... you..."

She hoped, at least, whatever she might have said wrong could be fixed with her last words. She made sure she knew the word for 'help', so she could let others know she wanted to help. ... She's just wondering why she didn't think to just open up with it instead of what she did.
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Post by Zyme » Wed Dec 05, 2018 2:01 am

Sa'atshi's eyes locked with the strangers once she realized she had given away her location. The waters suddenly rippled heavily as the naga recoiled her body within the mass of reeds, still she made no effort to escape just yet. Sa' wasn't sure what to make of her hornlike protrusions, and again as the woman spoke she felt some distant connection that she could not quite place. For a moment, Sa' briefly tried to calm her racing thoughts to at least some semblance of rationality. Besides, the fact remained that death was a certainty if she were not freed from her bonds, and the naga felt now that if her choice was a mistake, she would force them to kill her or simply refuse nourishment unto death take her soul unto the clouds where the gods soar on their mighty wings.

Sa'atshi at last made her choice. Although she had heard the common tongue of the humans for the past year, their meaning was still unclear save for one word the stranger spoke, "Help". She had heard the word spoken enough, seeing her captors come to one anothers aid when it was spoken. At last emerging from the bed of reeds, Sa' slithered slow and uneven as she pulled her body and long tail from the water as the chains that bound her mouth and limbs softly rattled. The gag within her mouth was hardened leather bound by chain that affixed to a steel collar around her throat. Likewise her arms had been painfully contorted behind her back in shackles also bound to the collar, just shy of dislocating her shoulders were they pulled any more taut. It was visibly a miserable state as she slinked forward just beyond the waters edge.

Sa' looked a creature broken, save for a glint of fading determination in her golden eyes. Blood once again pooled from the pockets left by her many missing scales, drizzling down her sides in trails diluted with water that still clung to her skin. She moved no further, eyeing the stranger with a mix of trepidation and hope.

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Re: Mistrust and Misunderstood

Post by Alexandoriel Drake » Fri Dec 07, 2018 3:49 am

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The woman watched her, feeling even worse when she saw the full extent of the wounds. She reached into her pack, pulling out a roll of cloth. Then again, the wounds were too much to really bind. She set the roll down, carefully moving over to her and taking the cloak off, showing that she had a long crystal tail, and large crystal wings that matched the coloration on her face. She reached up slowly, to show what she was doing. She reached her fingers around the collar, only moving her hands slightly. The collar cracked a little. She twisted it a little more and the crack spread, pratically snapping the collar off somewhat easily. She worked on getting the gag off, then worked on the shackles.

"Safe... now..." she said, knowing something she said had been understood before. She made sure she got all the chains off, then reached around to her cloak, starting to rip long strips off and gently wrap around the bleeding spots.
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Re: Mistrust and Misunderstood

Post by Zyme » Mon Dec 10, 2018 2:21 am

Sa'atshi grew tense as the stranger grew near, fighting the urge to lash out as the woman's intentions were not fully clear. Sa's eyes seemed to not miss a single movement, that is until the stranger removed her cloak to reveal a pair of glorious amethyst wings. The naga's eyes gaped wide upon the sight before turning down as she released a muffled gasp, attempting to painfully bow her head reverently. In Sa's ancient culture, only the Gods bear such wings upon their back; now she was certain she had just laid eyes on a god sent to free her.

Her body fell deathly still as the stranger showed great strength in removing the iron collar with ease from around her throat. With the collar broken, chains rattled as Sa's arms fell limp from atrophy having been bound for so long. Strong but gentle was the stranger as she removed those horrible bindings, prompting a heavy sigh of relief as the gag was loosed past her cracked lips. She had not spoken in so long, even that too was difficult as she attempted to praise her savior. "Mussuhis Gassurr..." Sa'atshi uttered hoarsely, meaning 'Merciful Goddess' in her native tongue.

With her bindings at last lifted, Sa's fear left along with what remained of her strength. The Naga had been running on sheer will since her escape at the harbor; now her entire body felt as though the earth its self were holding her captive.

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