Interrogation.

You wake in an uncomfortable position, strapped to a wooden chair by steel restraints, a bright light shines in your face. "What...? You groan out in confusion, unable to finish before you hear several male voices around.

"She's awake." You gaze around but you can't see anything in the darkness surrounding you, especially not when there is a such a bright light glaring directly into your eyes.

"Where am I?" You ask, wondering about your situation, a groggy feeling hangs over your mind making everything around you seem to process slower.

"Who are you?" The men answer your question with one of theirs. You aren't terribly sure how to respond, you've changed your name before, and used the same one in various worlds, but then again, you've never been a woman before. You shake your head in an effort to clear your thoughts. The voice seems to grow angrier. "Who are you, and where did you come from? Why are you here?" Thinking quickly, or as quickly as you can with the grogginess of your mind, you give them the best answer you can.

"I'm a human, I woke up naked and without any memories in the mountains near the city, I came here hoping for help." Knowing the best lies are steeped in truths you do your best to come up with a convincing story.

"There's no way you're human." One of the voices responds. Confusion fills you as you sit uncomfortable and bound in a wooden chair.

"Why not?" You ask, you can think of no other response.

"I've never met a human with purple eyes!" The guard responds with venom in his voice. Purple eyes? You've always had green or brown, but never once in any of the worlds you visited did you ever meet someone with purple.

"Purple eyes?" Your thoughts come out without quite meaning to.

One of the men steps from the darkness and into view. He draws his sword partly from its sheath, you flinch without even thinking, briefly closing your eyes. When you open them again you realize the highly polished face of the blade is being used as a mirror, allowing you to more closely examine your own features. Sure enough you have purple eyes. Your black hair hangs a small amount longer than you had realized hanging down below your shoulder a couple of inches.

"Huh... they really are purple." The foggy feeling within your mind seems to fade somewhat as you wake more.

"Looks like she really doesn't have any memories." One of the disembodied voices speaks, another responds.

"She's likely an escaped ****, why else would we have found her nude." As the second voice finishes yet another voice speaks it's own thoughts.

"She's definitely got the body of a desirable sex ****. Did anyone check her for brandings?"

"We moved her straight here, and I looked her over carefully, I didn't notice anything." The first voice responds once more. Suddenly the man closest to you unlocks one of your arms freeing it from the restraints of the chair, only to lift it harshly above your head before doing the same with the other. Your hands now bound above you, something is tugged and you are pulled to your feet by your bound arms. There is a moment where all you hear around you are footfalls. There is a moment of silence and then a rough hand reaches out and paws your bare breast, causing you to jump a bit backwards in alarm.

"How much do you think she'd sell on the market?" The second voice is speaking again. He stands in front of you so it's likely he is the one who groped you a moment ago.

"At least 10P." The third voice speaks, before once more the darkness is engulfed in an unbearable silence.

"She could also be a Shapechanger, in which case she'd be deadly the second we freed her." The second voice again. "If she is we should just kill her here." Fear fills your heart, the options the three men have discussed so far are anything but ideal, without thinking you mindlessly struggle against the chains that bind your arms, their loud rattling giving their design away.

"Please I'm a human, listen to me. I just need some clothes and I'll be on my way..."