GM - trying to avoid capture is what does her in.

Dalisae turns her head slightly to one side to keep an ear on her pursuer, and in doing so trips on an exposed root. She tumbles to the ground with a grunt. The wind is knocked out of her and as she tries to catch her breath she feels a rope tighten around her ankle. Looking down, she realizes her leg has been lassoed.

The man who had found her sleeping walks up, smiling as he coils the excess rope.

‘What an excellent little catch. Usually the orcs get to you girls before anyone else can.’

Using the rope, he tosses her legs open and examines her folds.

‘You are one of those virgin elves. You’ll make me a pretty penny…”

Dalisae is frozen in place. She knows she can’t escape with her ankle tied, but with her arms still bound she can’t attempt to untie herself. As she stews in this quandary, the bandit ties her two ankles together and winds the excess rope through her arm bindings. He picks her up and tosses her over his shoulder.

[XP 110/110]