survival · slavery · escape · revenge · dark fantasy · cunning · gritty · roleplay · freedom
The dust from the dirt road stings your eyes as the chain clinks with every step. Around you, others shuffle in silence, their faces hollow with defeat. The raiders' torches flicker against the twilight, casting long, jagged shadows across the convoy. Your wrists are raw from the iron, and the weight of what you've lost presses down like a stone. But the thought of the auction—the unknown place ahead—kindles a spark. The raiders laugh, oblivious. The chain is tight, but your mind is not yet bound. So, you, what will you do?