"Can I tell you how happy I am we are back at a war Trezlan because I'm so happy." We were traveling in a cage having been captured at port shortly after arriving along with the rest of our ship. I was not shackled or gagged, but felt it best to just go along I had no idea who this group was or why they decided taking people hostage is the way to go about winning a war.
"You could have stayed behind where we were, I'm sure your situation would be pretty similar to this one." Nidget and I were rated more special since we were alone in our cage, the rest of the ships crew kind of got penned in a larger cage, so at least they recognized our superiorness to the rabble.
"Trezlan I know you enjoy being in cages, but some of us think higher of ourselves." The uniforms of our captors were not the guard's colors, which told me we were being held by the force they were fighting. Well kind of, I mean they weren't so much uniforms as ugly leather, we could have just been kidnapped by slavers, in which case well sucks to be Nidget.
"Shut up the both of you before we have to gag you." One of the hopefully not slavers (they weren't slavers), adr
"Sir's you can't lock us up and then gag us thats just rude dickery you've already captured us, there is nothing to be gained from gagging us!" And that's when I got gagged. Nidget of course was happy, yet silent to avoid his own gagging. So I traveled the rest of the time with a dirty rag in my mouth until we got to a muddy camp that smelled like latrines were not properly being taken care of (I'll leave that to your imagination what that means). I was seperated from Nidget, brought to a decently dressed up tent and tied to a chair. Still gagged though, so while my housing situation moderately changed, the annoyance of being gagged and tied up was canceling it out.
And things were about to get worse/better. Part of one, part of the other, so my usual.
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