No opportunity to escape

As she walked to her tent, Sledge looked at Sal'via and said, in a voice just loud enough to hear, "Make sure she doesn't leave." Sal'via simply nodded, before walking to a spot just outside of camp. She seemed to be muttering something, and a soft glow emanated from her staff, before she moved to another point around the camp. Venus watched, her heart sinking. Sal'via was placing wards around the perimeter, and she was watching for Venus, too. At least they wouldn't have to stand watch tonight.

Crawling into her tent, she shut the flap, then sat on her bedroll and stripped her armor off, sighing in relief as her breasts were released from their cramped prison. She idly rubbed a few chafe marks where the armor had irritated her skin, wishing she had something to put on beneath it, and realized she may have accidentally taken that option from herself as she explained how she had ended up dressed like this. At the very least, she'd cursed herself out of footwear for the near future, something which didn't sit well with her, but it was a small price to pay to have at least some control over her future.

Laying down on her bedroll, she tossed and turned for a bit, before finally falling into a fitful sleep, her mind plagued by the question of how she was going to get away from this group.

The next morning, she was awakened by Sledge kicking Gilvan's tent. "Wake up, sleepyhead!" A few moments later, he kicked the side of her tent. "Get up, meat. You'd better not delay our leaving."

Venus sat up, quickly pulling the various plates of her armor on, and taking the moment she hadn't had the day before to try to make the cuirass fit a bit better. After fiddling with the straps a bit, she managed to work it to a point where it didn't completely crush her breasts. Looking down, she realized just how small the cuirass actually was, something she hadn't paid attention to the day prior. With the adjustments she'd made, it sat a bit lower on her, giving her some rather impressive cleavage over the top. Her nipples were nowhere near popping out, though the space between the two pieces that formed the cuirass also left a large amount of the sides of her breasts exposed.

Putting her belt on, she packed her gear up, and grabbed a quick bite to eat. She was ready to leave well before Sledge called for them to move, not that he seemed to care in the slightest. He barked his orders, and the group stepped off again, continuing towards Brax.

A few hours later, Venus thought she heard something, and called for a halt. Sledge looked at her, visibly upset. "I'm the-" She cut him off, "There's something in the brush." Still angry, he turned towards the side of the road, saying, "You'd better hope-"

At that moment, he was cut off by a shrill goblin war cry, followed by a couple of spears sailing out of the brush towards them, as a dozen goblins charged the small party. Venus drew her sword and dagger, as Sledge roars a war cry of his own, nearly drowning out the goblin's, then charged right back at the goblins. Venus was shocked at the audacity Sledge displayed.

Venus realized this could be the opportunity she needed. With the rest of the party occupied, she could slip out and back to Namina.