One Life Ends, Another Begins (Open, Slave Sale)

[dantieduurden]

As the chaos continued Darek ran out of Terim, fighting his way through the well armed city. Some of the slaves followed to his amazement in confusion. But he did not stop to think as he continued to run, trying to get as far away as possible from the city. Out in the open he could fight the slavers on fair playing ground, but inside a human city he was at a huge disadvantage. And so he ran as far away as he could, making sure that the remaining slaves could easily keep up with him.

OOC: and there is Darek's closer

[Elloria]

Samar's eyes widen in surprised fright as the barrier disappears and the sounds and sights of the scene around the block suddenly assault her. She shudders, whimpers and shrinks away from Clarus. She stares out at the chaos, seeing the tribes she had been forced into close quarters with rioting amongst the pale-ones. Not all of them, from what she could see. But enough. A small part of her was relieved her people were not out in the mess. So many were being killed in their madcap attempt to escape. And there was the vamm-paire-demon-of-the-Cursed-Son - at least that's what she figured the massive feline was. It was the only explanation she could think of for the presence of a panther in this place. And it looked like some of the tribes were following it. Probably from the Maeal and Wiog, lovers of the Cursed Son. She whimpered again. “Mother Wolf, bring calm to these people and let this madness die. It is painful to watch this.” She hardly noticed Clarus still beside her or the ranger he was speaking to. All her attention was upon the madness of the slave market.