Thread: Princess & Alchemist of the Bang (Fancy_Sakura)

It was safe to say that fate had not been especially kind to Clarisse. But hopefully, her luck would start to shift in the other direction. For some odd reason, they had stopped walking. Of course, the young princess couldn't help but take a look around to see if her chance had come. Oh? What's going on? Maybe I can run while they're distracted! Almost as if he had read her mind, the large man with the rope on her collar gave it a little tug as a warning. So much for that. Not surprised they'd be extra careful with me. The good thing so far was that they hadn't found out she was a noble. They probably would never let her out of their sights, and being the gem that she was, she couldn't imagine how things would turn out for her then. She shook her head of those thoughts. Gotta be optimistic! We're stopping for a reason. Perhaps hey forgot the way? That would sure be amusing. She turned to look over at the other girls, who both seemed to have calmed down. Clarisse felt like trying to get some information out of them, but they seemed to shy away from her. Perhaps they were the types of human that weren't too fond of her kind, which was pretty common. Her kingdom had quite a bit of enemies, but they were powerful. Their problems started with the orc war-chief, Gal'thul, who was probably making quite a mess of things back home. She could only hope her parents were all right, even if they had planned to marry her to that wretched brute! She felt a mix of regret and anger, but it was already too late to try and rethink her actions. Tch...what a pain. she muttered under her breath. She soon felt a few fingers taking hold of her jaw, the same man lifting her up to look up at him. Heheh, I din't get to take a good look earlier with you struggling, but you really are quite the looker. Seems like today is our lucky day. You'll be worth a lot I know. How dare he handle her like this! If she weren't restrained like she was, she would probably lunge at him. Though her kind were known to be formidable warriors, she was nothing like that. Her royal life had limited her actions, watching everything else unfold in front of her. It was annoying to know that she wanted to punch his face in, but she was too weak to do so. This man was surely no soldier, but he could easily take advantage of her with his size and strength. She pulled away from his grip, getting a little chuckle from him. Sill won't talk huh? We'll see how long that attitude of yours holds up. I doubt you can keep quiet after we're through with you. That cocky grin he gave her only served to piss her off more, and he knew it. Hmm...that's quite a look you've got, but you'll lighten up in time. He paused as his expression softened a little, firmly taking her chin in his hand again. Now that I get a good look at you... Clarisse's eyes widened a little in fear. Had he figured it out? Did he really know who she was now? Boss! Boss! We gotta talk! The voice of the bumbling slaver seemed to take the man's attention off from Clarisse. I had a feeling he was the one in charge... She pulled away from him again as he turned his attention to the other. Eh? What is it now? Come to think of it, there better be a good reason you've stopped walking. Clarisse went to wipe off any filth that man may have placed on her. She still couldn't get over him. As she watched the peon standing there rather awkwardly, she was reminded of one of the male servants that would occasionally tend to her needs. It was odd how similar they looked too. Get this Boss. Me and some of the others had found this pompous-looking knife ears, and we were about to get him into our hands. Clarisse perked up a little at the crude name. Knife ears? Are they talking about elves? Most of these vulgar terms for the other races had come from the humans, be it knife ears for the elves, or anything along the lines of 'beasty' or 'animal' for her kind. Even if they tried to stay quiet about it, she could easily make out what they were saying thanks to her sharp sense of hearing. She was rather curious about this man that they had run into. B-but, as it turns out, he has the seal. He's with the Slaver's Guild. The boss was clearly in shock, as was Clarisse. For all she knew, elves were well sought after by slavers. To think that an elf would be part of that guild was a shock to her. You don't say? So what's the deal? He have any business with us? Well, he said...that he would like to have a look at this 'gem' we mentioned Boss. Clarisse's eyes widened a little in surprise, and she could see the man looking back to her. She kept her head lowered, pretending she hadn't heard anything they said. He didn't look fooled though. He sure didn't look all that pleased about the news, but business was business. These slaves hadn't been thoroughly trained, but they couldn't turn down a member of the Guild if they were interested in what they had to offer. As expected, he was looking for their best. With another firm tug of the rope, he got Clarisse to move a little. Looks like today may be your lucky day. Seems you've already caught the interest of a customer. Clarisse was still trying to wrap her mind around this. The man interested in purchasing her was a member of the Slaver's Guild, and an elf? She was so confused. It seemed too strange to be true. Better get a move on. Don't want to keep him waiting. It took a little while, but a few more tugs were enough to finally get Clarisse moving. She didn't bother to look up. She just followed where they led her. She could see some of the other men glancing down at her, chuckling and saying a few crude remarks. She could only hope this buyer would be less crude. They finally stopped walking, and she almost found herself bumping up into the man from behind. Somehow, she doubted that he would left her off with just a warning for that. Well now, this here's just the 'gem' you're looking for. What do you think? Quite a charm, isn't she? She felt this hand grab at her chin again, this time being much more firm in holding her. She couldn't possibly look away from him now, but as soon as her eyes lay upon him, she was surprised at what she saw. While she knew that elves were known to be quite a remarkable specimen, she hadn't seen very many up close. After all, it was her father who would meet with all the important people. Even at the occasional party, she wasn't allowed to wander too far off by herself. This man...was truly a sight to behold. His long golden blonde hair seemed to shine even brighter than the sun itself, if that was even possible, and he even seemed like he would be of high class. A noble? Not really. With the way he was dressed, she assumed he was far from it. The numerous vials with different-colored substances had caught her eye. A wandering doctor perhaps? Somehow he just didn't seem like the part. This girl is quite special from the rest of them. I don't think we can part with this one for the average price. At least double or triple for this one. With her attention still on the man who would possibly buy her, she couldn't help but think that he didn't seem like such a bad person. But looks could be deceiving. After all, he was part of the Slaver's Guild. Wouldn't he be the same as these men handling her now? How dare they try and place a price on her. It was bad enough being captured, but they would humiliate her further by selling her like this. It was horrible.