Draxia had reached the bottom of the stairs, and now she hesitated there, gazing at the chained human boy before her. The troll girl was dressed in a dark, navy blue jacket lined with gold trim, complete with an stark white shirt beneath. On her chest she wore a variety of war medals from her battles as a soldier, and her neck bore a ribbon with a medallion engraved with the sign of the aristocracy.
After staring at Kankri for a long moment, she walked over to him, grabbing his chin in one hand, she lifted his face to examine him. She was silent until she turned his head and spotted a particularly large bruise beneath his eye.
“Hm..Your old masters obviously weren’t kind to you..They must have struck hard..to leave a mark like that..”
She locked her piercing golden eyes on his, and smiled, warmth trickling into her expression.
“Well..There won’t be any more of that..I assure you..
It’s awfully hot down here..Did you not get fresh air?…I’ll have to talk with the captain..?
Tell me dear..What is your name?”