"Yes sir. I'm sorry. Won't happen again." (Fantasy Creatures)
From Create Your Own Story
"Yes, sir. I'm sorry. Won't happen again."
The man's glare could burn through stone. His grip tightens. You can feel yourself getting dizzy.
"Please..." you utter. "You're crushing me..."
Lyra, the younger sister, grabs her father's arm, tears in her eyes. "No more."
He loosens his grip, but not by much. He's seething as he looks at you. No words are uttered. It's hard to imagine what he must be thinking, other than of course ways to kill you.
"You should take her to the city guard," Josie says. "She's a dangerous pervert. She needs locking up."
The father nods. Still saying nothing, he turns, and he stuffs you in his pocket. Before you know it, he's away and on a carriage. He's probably heeding his daughter's advice, off to find a city to turn you in at.
You try to wriggle free, but your energy is depleted. You pass out before you arrive.
...
When you awake, you're in a cell. A small cell like a bird's cage, dangling on a chain from the ceiling of a dingy stone prison. There are others in larger cells around you. A male orc is in Cell B, a young elven man in Cell D, and in Cell F you see a young girl. She appears human, but her red eyes are distinctly not. There is also a guard sitting sleeping on a chair in the hallway.
Do you...
