It wasn’t that bad... for now.

Khala groaned as she woke up, touching the bump on her head. Her clothes were gone and she shivered, blinking her eyes to restore her blurry vision. “Mira… Ariane…?” she croaked. The half-elf looked around herself and realised she was caged like an animal, her eyes shooting open and scanning the cave beyond the bars. She gasped in horror when she made out the slaves mining silver ore. “Oh no, damn it,” she cursed under her breath as she spotted Ariane bound in the stocks, surrounded by a few of the green creatures. None of the goblins noticed that she had woken up for now. Luckily, she had braided a set of lock-picks into her hair. Creeping towards the lock on her cage door, the rogue started to pick it.

Ariane was cursing herself, if only she could cast her spells, now she was at their mercy like a damn milkmaid. She yelped into her gag as one of the goblins clawed her ample behind.

The human mage noticed the commotion and went over with the goblin chieftain. He shooed away the goblins and looked over Ariane with the gaze of a **** trader, “A fine specimen, where did you find her?”

Ariane glared at him and muffled curses were blocked by her gag.

The chieftain exchanged a few guttural words with his men in their language and then turned to the mage, “They make camp in secret passage. My boys take prisoner.”

“Haven’t I told you to stop using that passage, Grakh?” the mage growled at the goblin, “You’ll ruin our entire operation.”

The chieftain shouted at his men and sent them away. “It not will happen again, Kale.”

“See that it won’t,” the mage warned him. Turning back to Ariane, he smirked, “Now, back to our guest. You don’t see many pure elves around these parts, and even fewer as enticing as this one. I wonder what it takes to take control of the strong mind of an adult elf...” He strolled around her in a circle, taking in every detail of her flawless body. Coming up behind her rear, he spotted the trickle of seed leaving her black-furred sex, “Can your creatures not behave themselves for one minute? She is soiled already.” He sighed and motioned for one of his men to join him, “Clean her and bring her to my tent. She is mine, do you understand?” The mage turned and headed towards his tent in the cavern.

The man nodded fiercely and opened the lock of the stocks. He took Ariane’s arms and bound them behind her again and dragged the sorceress to a different passage.

The elf struggled and let out muffled protests, but far less fiercely than she had done with the goblins.

While the men and goblins were busy with Ariane, Khala managed to escape the cage and hid behind some boxes for the moment. She would have to come up with a plan to save her friend and herself.