Nordiciss

A firm knock on the heavy wooden door echoes through the almost empty estate. Several moments pass by. Nothing happens. The knocking sounds again this time more vigorously.   “I'm coming, I'm coming, hold your horses.” The door opens and reveals an upset gnome on the other side. He takes a breath but before he can ask who is there and what do they want, he is overrun. A cloaked figure rushes inside the wide opened door, paying no attention to him. His face turns red in anger. Who the hell would just come here barging in, interrupting his meal and then be so rude as to not let him ask the proper questions. He fills his lungs with a

They started out with a group of five girls, the number of girls had decreased and increased quite a few times, until Yasey had found the perfect group consisting of seven very carefully chosen girls. The slaves she has not found fit for the job had been given their freedom, the right to keep the clothes on their backs and a few coins in a pouch to spend as they wanted. If spend correctly this could mean the start of a new life for them and if not they could end up as beggars or dead somewhere. So here then they stood, the chosen girls, in front of a small entrance to a cave. Harley looks at the entrance up at the girls, over at the entrance