Cancia woke up, finding herself on the floor, laying face up, with a terrible head ache. There were people around her, several of them armed, they were talking about something, it took a moment before she could really catch anything that was being said.
"Well she's beautiful, far to valuable to put to death."
"Are you kidding? She's killed 4 men!"
"Well there must be some way to correct for that."
"None of the slave torturers here could do it justice, I suggest we have her shipped."
"Yes... I know a man to the North, who can do... terrible things." the man laughed menacingly.
"Oh she's awake? Get up girl?" One man gave her a sharp kick as she pulled herself to her feet. Her hands were grabbed, and bound together.
"I have business to the North, if you'll offer a few guards I can escort her there."

With that she was first blindfolded, then pushed out the door being led down the street in a rather harsh manner. Her head ached, she didn't know what to do, she couldn't see to plan some kind of escape, and it sounded like there were guards all around her.

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