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Cassandra's travels to Badaria from Crolia landed her in many perverse adventures, all beginning with a job to locate a lost amulet of unknown precious value. After hardships and getting separated from her group, Cassandra was the only one of her company that returned, luckily with the amulet intact. She alone was given the entire reward meant for her group, allowing her enough to survive a long while. However, a lot of time passed since then. Orc incursions became frequent as clanless invaded. She was forced south towards the ocean shore, forced to expend all her funds for safe travel and shelter along the way, until all of her hard earned denarii was spent solely on getting away in addition to finding a location that had work for her. Unfortunately, almost all the work she found was for prostitutes, leaving her spending every last coin of her reward just to make it to where she heard there was work near the shore, the sailors in need of a healer for illnesses and possibly her magical powers as well should they get attacked.
Luckily, as Cassandra stood in the small town of Allenpoe, she was informed that a group of sailors were leaving a shipment for the town before heading off with supplies they purchased in trade for profit. Informed that they might share some of their profits with her, Cassandra would find a group of a dozen men gathered around a horse driven wagon, mostly Badarian mind one pale muscular Crolian and a tall skinny Anudorian. Upon seeing the potential aid, the men all grinned at her in a sexual way she'd find familiar. "This is a switch boys!" the Crolian started up first. "The girls are coming to us now!" he laughed with the others, not taking Cassandra seriously. None of them seemed to be taking her seriously as one Badarian among them spoke up. "You here for a job? As nice as it may sound, we aren't looking for just a whore. How are you useful?" he inquired, managing to quiet the rest down as they all looked at the voluptuous figure of Cassandra with doubt that such a lewd body would be capable of anything but being a brood sow.
Cassandra's travels to Badaria from Crolia landed her in many perverse adventures, all beginning with a job to locate a lost amulet of unknown precious value. After hardships and getting separated from her group, Cassandra was the only one of her company that returned, luckily with the amulet intact. She alone was given the entire reward meant for her group, allowing her enough to survive a long while. However, a lot of time passed since then. Orc incursions became frequent as clanless invaded. She was forced south towards the ocean shore, forced to expend all her funds for safe travel and shelter along the way, until all of her hard earned denarii was spent solely on getting away in addition to finding a location that had work for her. Unfortunately, almost all the work she found was for prostitutes, leaving her spending every last coin of her reward just to make it to where she heard there was work near the shore, the sailors in need of a healer for illnesses and possibly her magical powers as well should they get attacked.
Luckily, as Cassandra stood in the small town of Allenpoe, she was informed that a group of sailors were leaving a shipment for the town before heading off with supplies they purchased in trade for profit. Informed that they might share some of their profits with her, Cassandra would find a group of a dozen men gathered around a horse driven wagon, mostly Badarian mind one pale muscular Crolian and a tall skinny Anudorian. Upon seeing the potential aid, the men all grinned at her in a sexual way she'd find familiar. "This is a switch boys!" the Crolian started up first. "The girls are coming to us now!" he laughed with the others, not taking Cassandra seriously. None of them seemed to be taking her seriously as one Badarian among them spoke up. "You here for a job? As nice as it may sound, we aren't looking for just a whore. How are you useful?" he inquired, managing to quiet the rest down as they all looked at the voluptuous figure of Cassandra with doubt that such a lewd body would be capable of anything but being a brood sow.