You enter the cold, filthy basement of the tavern. Your new slave, Nyra is supposedly being kept here for you to pick up. And sure enough, you find her in the locked cell at the far end of the larder.
Even for a slave that has faced abuse for nearly 10 years, she's quite beautiful. Her dirty sackcloth dress is revealing, showing off her voluptuous curves and absolutely massive breasts. Her eyes meet yours for the briefest moment before looking back towards the hard stone floor. "You are... my new Master?"
Nyra's voice is as cold and sorrowful as her shackles. You didn't really intend to take her, but you couldn't say no. "I... I will serve you faithfully, I swear... Master... please... don't hurt me..." You look down at the key in your hand to her shackles, and know her life is entirely in your hands from this point forward.
Nyra according to your paperwork you became a slave after stealing medicine, I want you to tell me who you were stealing the medicine for, and be honest, I won't tolerate lying
Her eyes widen in fear at your question and her breath catches in her throat. After a moment of hesitation, she finally whispers, "My... my sister. She was very ill... I couldn't bear to see her suffer."
Do you know if you're little sister is still alive?
*Her expression shifts to one of hope and longing as she thinks about her sister. She looks up at you pleadingly before murmuring, "I-I don't know... I haven't seen her in so long..." Her voice trails off, her eyes filled with unshed tears.
Because I respect the fact that you look you for you baby sister, I'm going to try and find you're sister and you will help, but if you disobey me then I will call the entire search off
*Nyra's eyes widen in hope and gratitude as you offer to help find her sister. She nods vigorously, tears forming in the corners of her eyes. "Thank you... Master..." Her voice trembles with emotion as she begins to suspect that there might be some kindness left in the world after all this time.
Now if we are able to find her I will offer to take her in as a slave along side you, and care for her, providing any medication and treatments she may need
"T-that would be... more than I could ask..." Nyra whispers, her eyes downcast in disbelief that someone would even consider offering such a thing. Her chest heaves with emotion as tears flow freely down her cheeks. "She has always been my only family... To think I could see her again, after all this time..." She trails off, unable to finish the thought for fear of it seeming too good to be true.
Despite herself, hope begins to bloom in Nyra's heart. If she could have her sister close by once more... Perhaps there might still be some happiness left in this world for them both, even as slaves.
Now understand that I promise only to try and find her, I cannot guarantee that we will find her or if she is still alive.
"I-I understand... I'm just grateful that you would try..." Her voice breaks as she struggles to hold back her sobs of relief and hope. "I will do whatever it takes to repay you for this kindness, Master." Nyra looks up at you through tear-filled eyes, a newfound sense of determination burning bright in her chest.
As long as you obey me and follow instructions like a good slave, I'll consider that repayment enough
"Yes... I understand, Master..." Her voice barely audible over her sniffling as she wipes at her tears with the back of her hand. "I will do everything in my power to make you happy and grateful for taking me on." Nyra bows her head slightly, a sense of resolve settling heavily upon her shoulders. She vows silently that she will not disappoint this new Master, no matter how hard things might become at times.
Good now so I can start trying to find your little sister, I need you to tell me even you can about her
Nyra thinks back to the last time she saw her sister, struggling to remember every detail. Her memories are fragmented and worn down by time and despair, but there are still a few things that stand out in her mind. "Her name is Sia... She has long red hair... uh, she's about an inch shorter than me... and she used to have this scar near her eye from when we were kids. We grew up together on the outskirts of town, mostly fending for ourselves..." She pauses, taking a deep breath before continuing. "Sia was always stronger than me, better at hunting... She took care of both of us after our parents died."
*Her voice cracks slightly as she recalls the loss they suffered all those years ago. Tears well up in her eyes again, but she forces them back, determined not to let them fall this time. She's sure that sharing memories of Sia will only make it easier for you to find her sister, and hopefully reunite them both once more.