Becky plans to sneak out, alone

There was no time to waste. She had valuable information. {if Guards Scouted = True}Becky knew where the guards were, had a good impression of how they operated, and could help the team get past them or take them out as needs be. {endif} {if Shaman Scouted = True}She knew that the Gnolls had a powerful shaman as well, who seemed to be capable of casting some kind of lust hex. Knowing Emmaline had a tendency to give in to her feelings, Becky knew she simply had to warn the others.{endif} {if Prisoners Scouted = True}Becky had found the prisoners they were here to rescue, and while they might not all be quite as eager for rescue as she had expected, it would still go a long way toward helping them complete their mission.{endif} {if Heavy Gnolls Scouted = True}None of them had expected the Gnolls to have trained warriors with heavy armor, and their presence in the up coming fight could easily throw of the team {endif}{if Chieftain Scouted = True}And just how immensely powerful the chieftain alone seemed to be bared warning.{endif}

No, there was no option to delay, she absolutely needed to get back to the others as quickly as possible, and bringing back the other women, even Maya and Melody, would only slow her down. She would have to worry about Jen ratting her out, but as long as she as careful about her timing, Becky was confident she could slip away and be well on her way back to the other Bravos before anyone knew she was gone.

And so Becky waited, patiently biding her time until Jen lost interest in her. Waiting was torment, every second that passed, Becky could hear the moans and screams of Melody and Ivana as the Gnolls had their way with them. She was reminded of her own experiences-- experiences she had no desire to repeat.

Eventually, Jen and Maya got into a heated argument when Jen claimed that Melody was a whore and would break with the next Gnoll cock that entered her. As the two stood up, yelling at each other, Becky slinked back to the back of the tent, taking a small, thin piece of metal she had pulled from her hair, she deftly picked the lock on her collar and slipped out of the tent. Becky fell back against the nearest wall, letting the fading torchlight mask her presence.