The Elfling and the Adventurer. (For Lyrica)

[Komuro]

Jayce Siegel a human twenty-seven years of age, armed with a bow and arrow on his back and two one handed swords on each side, Sneaks into a slaver's encampment in the dead of night. The guards were passed out drunk, whoever hired them to protect their "Property" was going to rip them a new one after our fearless adventurer is through. He sneaks into one of the tents and finds a single cage with a young elfling asleep within. Bingo! He carefully approaches the cage and meticulously picks at the lock. *Clack!* success! The lock falls to the floor and he carefully opens the door to the cage without creating too much squeaking. He enters the cage and immediately puts a hand over her mouth, expecting her to react unpleasantly to him stirring her. "Shhhh, it's okay. I'm getting you out of here!" he whispered.

[Lyrica]

A little elf named Lyra, was in that desolate dirty dusty cage in clothing that barely covered her they were so tattered. She had awoken when she heard the footsteps, but kept her eyes squeeze shut curling her body far against the back of the cage as she could praying that nothing will happen. She had a white filthy bandage wrapped around her right eye, it was pretty much healed and there was little scarring from the injury that it took. Lyra shot up sharply when she saw it was no one that she knew she gave a squeak as the man covered her mouth and this man spoke saying he wanted to…Help her?

Lyra stared at the man one blue eye popping with many emotions primarily disbelief and fear but she did not try to move away, run or scream.

[Komuro]

Once he was sure she wouldn't compromise him, he slowly takes his hand off her mouth. "Now, can you stand?" He asks as he gently takes her hand leads her out of the tent. The guards were still passed out, drunk... all except for one who just happens to come out of another tent and spots them. He was the leader of the group and his eyes widen upon spotting the Elfling escaping.

"H-hey! What are you doing!? Guards...!" she shouts as he draws his sword.

"Tch..." Jayce draws his bow and shoots him. The arrow precisely hits his clothing on his shoulder and pins him tightly to the tent pole behind him. "Run!" He pulls the Elfing along out of the camp and into a dense forest. There he had a black horse tide up to a tree. He hastily unties the horse helps the Elfling on to the back then mounted up himself and takes off into the forest. "Well... that couldn't have gone better!" he said with a chuckle.

After about an hour on horse back they arrive at a small town with an inn. Fortunately he caught the owner of the inn coming back from the outhouse. He pleads to let them check in this late, paying the man for two nights. Despite being tired the innkeeper accepts the payment checks them in, no questions asked. Once in the room, Jayce breaths a sigh of relief. "Okay... we have a moment of rest." he looks at the Elfling and smiles. "It's nice to meet your Lyra. Allow me to introduce myself. I am Jayce Siegel and I have been hired by your family to bring you home."

OOC: I say family instead of parents cause if you want you can say her parents were killed before she was kidnapped and sold into slavery. All up to you.

[Lyrica]

The poor little elf's mind was so frazzled she could barely give a nod to his question of standing, but she proved she could getting to her feet although shakily. Her elf like natural grace was the only thing that helped her move along with Jayce. Lyra freezes fear piercing her body was the leader comes out spotting their escape.

Then all the sudden they were running, through brush and trees into a forest. Lyra's head was spinning she could not believe any of this was happening right now. Once on the horse, the elfling clung hard onto the back of Jayce's shirt.

Everything became a bit to much for the poor girl and her grip weakened on the shirt as she passed out head against Jayce's torso. She stayed that way for the whole ride managing to wake once they stopped.

She resumed her cling to the back of shirt as Jayce got the room and they entered it. Lyra looked up at her savior with the eye of an awed rabbit. Her mouth came slightly open at the word family.

She remembered them a bit, she was seven when taken from them, but through time her memory had fogged of their faces and what they sounded like her, family. She knew she had a mother and her mother had a sister, but Lyra could remember little else.

The truth was unknown, but her mother, Harmony had been murdered shortly after hiring Jayce, word had caught wind from the slaves traders head boss and he had them backtracking to kill Harmony. The aunt had spent time looking for her niece but her time had soon run out as well since she was only half-elf not living as long and using a lot of her magical energies.

Jayce had unknowing himself killed those same slavers that tore apart the elf family without even realizing it.

Lyra look around the nice in room still clinging to Jayce's shirt, she had calmed enough so that she was no longer shaking like a leaf, her heart was just racing a little fast but other then that she was pretty fine. Now in better light you could see the tattered dress she wore made out of some kind a sack. Her body was overall dirty and pale with scratches and injuries here and there. She had short light blonde hair that looked more dirty blonde due to the filth in it.

[Komuro]

Despite the dirt and grime, she was still a cute little elfling. He smiles at her as he sits on the bed and sits her on his lap. He had a soft spot for children. "Are you okay? Can you speak?" he asked. "I know you're probably scared right now but rest assured I will take good care of you." he assured her, rubbing her back.

[Lyrica]

She does not tense up to bad when picked and placed on his lap, she moves around a bit before settling able to relax a bit. Lyra nods her head when asked if she can speak, but pats at her throat lightly her eyes taking on a look of need.

Something to drink would be wonderful is what her look said.

Lyra relaxed a bit more under the hand rubs.

[Komuro]

He gets the message and nods then takes out his water canteen, popping off the cork before handing it to her. "Drink up."

[Lyrica]

Lyra took it gratefully, taking to big of a sip she sputtered a bit before blushing a light pink and taking a gentler sip, finally the blonde looked back up at Jayce giving him a soft smile, "Thank you." her voice match her name, with a soft sweet musical tune to each word she spoke.

[Komuro]

"Woh easy there, drink slowly." he scolded lightly. She uttered her first words at him and they were indeed sweet and almost melodious. "You are the sweetest little elfling I've ever met..." he looked down at her unacceptable clothing and shook his head. "You deserve to wear better than this... how about you take off those hideous rags and let me treat your wounds." he offers as he starts to strip her.