The Gnolls chain the Bravos up in their caves

Writing Credit to: CommanderCaptain - https://chyoa.com/user/commander_captain

The three women were hauled as if cargo -perhaps they were cargo- into the bowels of the lair. Fuu was at least conscious enough to follow where they were going, while her partners seemed to be lost in fits of euphoria. Even then, the increasing darkness left meant that she had to feel directions instead of see them.

Forward. Forward. Left. Forward. Right. Forward, Right, Right, Forward, Left, left left right forward leftrightleftleftbackwardrightleftforward.

She must have blacked out. Or maybe she was just now seeing the light at the end of the tunnel, but when she awoke she was in chains. Liv and Emmaline were to her left and to her right were a couple of other captives. Strangely, some of the captive women were roaming free.

As Fuu was planning her escape, she heard one of the free roaming captives call out to her.

"Hey, you're finally awake. They’re sure are territorial, ain’t they” she gave a nervous laugh. Fuu barely looked up to the captive, instead she took in her surroundings. There were two women chained up, both with dark hair, while a redhead sat completely unchained. The way she looked so absent minded, not even trying to escape, scared Fuu.

They were in a tent within the cave, which kept the draft out, there was a single torch in the middle, giving enough light that Fuu could see her co-inhabitants faces. The floor was a collage of animals skins, judging by the poor quality of them, the animals they once belonged to had died a gory ****.

Fuu looked down, she was completely naked, devoid of her clothes and her weapons. This loss angered her, losing her prized equipment was a worse crime than taking her captive. She was chained to a post supporting the tent, held eight feet up. She kicked and flailed but couldn’t seem to move. Her chains held her by the wrists and were crossed behind her head. Even with no gnolls nearby, she felt like she was being **** into exposing herself.

She stopped moving- she had quickly exhausted herself- and now hung limp. Her body felt hot, and her forehead was lightly sweating. Her breathing moved her whole body. The rattling caused by her movement had echoed off into the tunnels but no one came- they must have expected this of new prisoners.

Fuu hung, depleted. Her arms had started to ache. The other two Bravos were hung just the same as her in a row, causing a horrible thought to occur to her. If they wanted to, her captors could come and use the three of them, and the two other women, and they couldn’t even defend themselves.

Perhaps, if alone, she would have payed the other prisoners more attention, but right now she was focused on her allies and their target, Moriah the blacksmith's daughter- who was missing. There didn’t seem to be any sign of her at all.

Fuu spat at Emmaline to get her attention. It was crude, but effective as Emmaline roused not long after.

"We're in deep, our mark should be here, but I've seen no sign of her- can you get out of your chains?" Fuu said, after Emmaline had oriented herself

Emmaline kicked into gear immediately upon hearing orders, being captured was not uncommon, and there was always a plan. "It'll make noise, rattle your chains or else they'll be sure to come"

“I don’t think we need to worry about that. Maybe keeping us here is how they break us” Fuu said, thinking of the poor girl on the other end of the room.