Re: Ella (DepEnc)
Ella winced at the cuts, and then blushed when she realized that her robe now had a rather long slash that exposed the top of her generous cleavage and the tattoo shaped like a protective seal that sat just above them.
Taking a moment to check the chest, she found the healing potion and gulped it down, sighing in relief as a warmth spread throughout her body and her wounds began to close. They didn't close completely though, and she felt a little stiff, but at least she didn't need to worry about bleeding out.
"That could have gone better." She sighed, casting a glare at the downed rat girl. She started to feel a little guilty as she looked at the burns her magic had caused her. She started to look through her pack and realized that she had forgotten to bring any bandages with her. Biting her lower lip in thought, she started to look around the room for something that she could use when she remembered her slashed and bloodstained robe.
"This was my favourite robe!" She groused as she took it off and began to cut it into strips.
It took a bit of work, but Ella was able to strip the rat girl and bind some of her wounds and give them a little first aid. She sighed as she stepped back and set to putting away some of the bandages and tying one of the clean, longer pieces of what was left of her robe into a halter to try and cover up her breast a bit when she noticed that her work on seemed a little strange.
She suddenly realized that, somehow while binding the girl's wounds, she had also tied her in an extremely strict hogtie, complete with cloth gag and blindfold. Now how did that happen. She wondered, feeling a little disconcerted.
She almost went to untied her, then realized that it was probably better to leave her like this. After all, Ella couldn't risk the girl running off to this "mistress" of her and giving her warning. She wouldn't be giving Ella away like this though. And besides, she was the one who wouldn't listen to reason, and forced Ella to use up that healing potion.
Ella decided to leave her like this. She leaned over and whispered "I'll let you out on the way back. Then we'll talk about how you're supposed to treat people."
After giving the ratgirl a comforting pat (on the bottom), she stood up and realized that she was feeling a little flushed. She wondered if she had been poisoned for a moment then checked her attacker's dagger to see if it had the same poison as the other one, before stowing it in her pack too. Then she cast her eyes on the rat girl's clothing.
Later, clad only in the leather grieves she had worn for leg protection, the rat girl's extremely tight and small pants, and a cloth halter to protect her modesty a little better than her upper armor currently was, Ella made her way over to the southern doors. Taking a breath to calm herself, she opened them and stepped through into whatever lay beyond, staff at the ready.