Zoralynn
Zoralynn stared at Serena for a long moment. The camp they were in was relatively small. She believed there were more, though? The way she talked, it sounded like half the camp might be involved. Whatever. Zoralynn's eyes roamed briefly over the young mage's naked upper body, but she wasn't staring in a sexual manner. She was looking closely for any signs of harm or foul play. She stepped forward, closer to the girl, and with a light, feline-sounding growl, she swept one hand down, her claw swiping through and cutting the ropes in an effortless manner. Following the next second, the feline pulled up the girl's robes. There was no need for such needless indecency. A huff escaped from Zoralynn and she swept a few strands of hair behind her shoulder.
"You need to go to your tent and fix your robes." She looked over her shoulder, tilting her head to the side at Calvin. He was little less than quiet, moaning and groaning in pain. Zoralynn was surprised that he wasn't screaming. When Zoralynn looked back to Serena, she really analyzed what the girl had said. Of course, earlier she talked about needing to keep a low cover. Was there any way Serena would break her cover to bring this up to Ceri? Not likely. After all, she had said that Ceri wouldn't mind a visit from Zoralynn. "You want me to take him there? You want me to be the one to tell her about this? I can't take credit for something you discovered, child. Assassins have a creed, and part of our creed is to live by honesty with those we need to hold close to us. Not only that, I have no clue how you discovered this to begin with. I wouldn't know what to tell Ceri. Regardless, even if she doesn't like you, she will want to make sure you are okay after being manhandled by one of her inferiors. I will take him to her tent and inform her of what I saw tonight. Fix yourself up and come in after me." Zoralynn did not leave room for debate. She turned on foot, approached Calvin laying on the ground, and grabbed him by his arms. With the pain in his knees, he was much too weak to fight back. Zoralynn began walking toward the edge of the hill, but instead of carrying or pulling him down, she set him in front of her and gave his body a kick, causing him to roll down the mountain with varying sounds of cries coming out of his mouth. She followed him down the mountain and once at the bottom, began dragging him again over the grass until they were in the camp. Calvin, passed out from the pain, made no sound as she dragged him to Commander Ceri's tent. When there, Zoralynn tapped three times on the wooden beam outside of her tent, and waited for the "Enter" command before intruding. Once the command was given, she stepped inside of the tent, dragging Calvin behind her, and went into story-telling of what she had witnessed just moments ago.
