2011-04-13 Return of a slave girl

[00:31]  ℂℓy looks up meekly to him
[00:32]  Jeremiah Dastardly approached the gates slowly catching the stark white blur from a good ways out...as he came close enough to touch the girl he pushed the hood from her head and nodded to her...he grunted at her as he had recognized her somewhat from long ago when she had been going to serve him but apparently got lost...come along slut...he said and turned her by her shoulder to the gates
[00:33]  ℂℓy nod...yes Jarl...she whispers following him keeping close
[00:35]  ℂℓy looks up about the camp sighing softly, then looks back to him, lightly chews her lower lip nervously
[00:43]  Jeremiah Dastardly stripped the cloak the girl was wearing from her shoulders and slung it over his own...might good for him to sell later as it seemed of fine quality...he eyed her slowly and sighed...no collar..he shook his head and sent his fingers tangling into her hair...come along..business to be handled it seems
[00:43]  Jeremiah Dastardly: Tal Kara...he said the girl in tow as he headed toward the circle
[00:45]  Jeremiah Dastardly: stopping just outside the circle he let her hair loose...he looked down...knowing she truly had no choice he watched her and waited for her to move
[00:45]  ℂℓy smiles gently to the Mistress as she went along with the Jarl, glances to the circle then back to him, gently she steps into it, a shiver goes through her
[00:48]  Jeremiah Dastardly smiled as he watched her go into the circle...it was a delicate moment for one to do such a thing...reaching to his collar he pulled one of the finely polished steel collars of the villages from it...with it open and in front of her neck..cly, he asked her, you willingly submit yourself to this clan and the free who reside within the walls?
[00:49]  ℂℓy looks up to him, gently she went to her knees crossing her wrists she lowers ehr head then looks back up at him tears in her eyes as she smiles to him.....yes Jarl i am and do
[00:51]  Jeremiah Dastardly pushed the cool steel collar around her neck to be warmed by it from now till the day she was killed or purchased from the village...he leane din close to her, his cheek nearly touching hers as he made a small gesture of a kiss as he clasped the collar closed he leaned back some and began to twist the key as several tumblers began to click and fall into place.
[00:52]  ℂℓy trembles feeling teh cool steel back around her slender neck, a small whimper slips from her as she hears the clicking of the tumblers
[00:53]  ℂℓy looks up at him pursing her lips tightly together
[00:53]  Jeremiah Dastardly: as the final one did fall into place he withdrew the key from the lock and slid it oonto the ring of keys he held for the clan...then stood to his full height and motioned for her to rise
[00:54]  ℂℓy slips to her feet she looks up at him then lowers her steely gaze, humbly
[00:58]  ℂℓy gently reaches up she touches the collar