The young dragoness had run with luck and had landed in the friendly realm of Broah, in a solitude beach, after more than a month sailing the dangerous seas. After making land, she abandoned her small ship and had proceeded to go south, and soon had found herself in a realm as cold as the breath she would soon spew out.
Oblivious to the fact that she was being monitored carefully by more than a pair of eyes, the young mamkute moved on through open terrain, unaware that something was about to happen to her.
And it did, surprising her beyond shock. Something was thrown at her, a trap net, the young girl realized when she saw it. But it was too late to react, soon she was trapped in it and unable to get out.
Squirming, trying to get herself free, the girl then heard the evil laughs of several creatures. And then she saw them spring out from the back of some heavy brush. Furry they were, and pigfaced, and the two creatures carried long spears. She did not know what they were, but they seemed ugly and nasty.
"What do we have here, baloog?" one said as they approached, watching the girl caught in the net.
"A nice little girly," baloog laughed. "Perhaps lost or looking for trouble."
"Master Ugrol will be happy with catch," the other one said. Baloog laughed and showed his sharp teeth, several of these broken and the majority all yellow.
Chiki cursed silently and stopped fighting the net. There was nothing she could do. She had been caught! She trembled with fear when she saw one of the creatures approach with the spear leading in.
"Mother, father," Chiki closed her eyes and tightened them. "Watch over me."
But the blow she thought would surely fall upon her did not fall. And Chiki opened her eyes only to see that the furry creature had inserted the spear among the net's opening.
Baloog was the one who inserted the spear into the net, then each of the orcs lifted one end of the spear and their prey. They started to walk off, talking about this day's great catch. Chiki cursed her luck in her thoughts.
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