RP:Here kitty, kitty!

Gorkall moved through the muddied streets of Gamorg. The clouded sky has begun to grow darker leaving a claustrophobic feeling that seemed to drink the light out of any ones day. The behemoth marched forward until he reached the Goblin Slave mines. The sound of goblins screeching and cursing as whips lashed out across their back echoed through the dark damp area. A simple nod was passed to a fellow Ogre slave driver as he pointed over to an outsider. The opposing Ogre spoke in a cold voice. "Ootsidah." Gorkall narrowed his eyes and turned to face the feline that had intruded on his land. The ground quaked beneath his heavy set as he approached the feline. From behind the demon maw the held to his jaw tightly the Green-Skin spoke in a low, rasp voice. "Whats' a kitten doing in my city?" His dull-grey eyes reflecting the fire light from lined torches clamped to the walls from beneath his helm of pure Dragon Bone. Grinding his teeth, Gorkall tapped against his leg impatiently as he awaited a response from the outsider.

Lisi sniffed the air around her. It was thick and musky, filled with the stench of the creatures that were forced to work here. Her ears were pressed back as far as they could go, a sign of the anger and frustration that grew inside her chest. No one was worse with directions than her. 'I just wanted to go to a pub', she thought to herself, 'and instead I end up here with these...animals'. The felines slited eyes were round and intent of finding a way out. Her lion-like tail swished viciously as she wandered. All the workers and their drivers were of no help to her. Most of them were very stupid and seemed to not understand her or ignored her questions. Lisi stopped as she heared something coming through the mine. It was big, and she could just make out it's silhouette coming towards her. As it came into her range of vision, she saw the ogre in his full regalia. A little whimper left her mouth, but she balled up her clawed hands, her ears fell back again, and she snarled after he spoke to her, baring her small fangs. "Kitten?!" She wanted to insult the creature, but by his frame she didn't think she could take a hit from him. The feline took a breath and smoothed back her golden hair, her tail still swaying. "Alright, I'm glad to see you understand the language. I'm lost." She smiled, a bit of the flirt in her showing through, "And a big strong guy like you should be able to show me the way to the nearest tavern and away from these...creatures."

Gorkall held a blank stare of confusion to Lisi as the female spoke. His face falling into a frown and then a scowl as he growled beneath his breath. The behemoths anger rising significantly at the word 'creatures'. His visage reflected a look of pure anger and rage as he lashed out to the woman's arm, grabbing it with his giant palm. His voice boomed through the cave. "You shouldn't of come here lass. These 'creatures' should'a gobbled you up." He turned to the slaves and shouted to them. "You fellas' hungry, tonight!?" The cave boomed to life with cheers and whistles to Gorkall. Though he turned back to the female and grinned. His spiked teeth stained with blood and human remains. "No... I got another plan for you little girly. C'mon. Let Gork, show you some respect." The behemoth gripped her tightly by the arm and turned to leave the cave. He stomped towards the exit of the cave, dragging the woman behind him with laughter following him.

Lisi 's eyes widened and she let out a shriek as the beast's monsterous hand grabbed her and pulled her in. Her hands, by instinct, flew to the arm that held her and she dug her cat like claws as far into his tough, green flesh as she could. The laughter and cheers from the goblins in the cave sent chills through her, but she couldn't keep her eyes away from the ogre, no matter how horrible his breath and ravenous teeth looked. Fear was never more strong in the feline than it was now. As he began to pull, she did so in the opposite direction. But as she did, she turned to look behind at the goblins staring and laughing with only one idea behind their beaten eyes. Whatever this monster had in store for her couldn't possibly be any more worse and being torn and eaten alive in the dark mine. Nevertheless, she struggled and screamed at him to let her go, knowing her words would go unheared.

Gorkall had been dragging the female for a good few minutes by the time they reached the Gamorg Prison. She clawed mercilessly into his thick hide and he only laughed at the tickling sensation that rushed across him. As they made their way into the jail prisoners that hung from the ceiling called down to the duo in cries of hunger and pain. The Ogre paid them no mind as he made his way to the sturdiest cage in the facility near the back. Cast of Iron and larger than most the only thing that was inside of the cage was a single bowl that had a nice slew of vomit and feces about it. Not to mention the stains of urine from countless other prisoners that had been forced to live out their days in this place. Gorkall grinned as he opened the cage with he free hand and tossed Lisi in with his other before slamming the door behind them. Raising a key, he locked the door and spit through the bars of the cage in Lisi's direction. 'That's right kitten. Fight it. I heard the market goes wild for the feisty ones now-a-days. I think a good price is going for your fine, little ass." The Ogre chuckled as he slapped his hands against the cage in taunt before turning on his heel and making his way out of the prison to head and get the word out about his new prisoner. She would make a fine slave, a great item in today's economy.

Lisi continued her struggle, not matter how pointless it seemed to be. She was growing tired but didn't want to show a bit of weakness to the ogre. Her emerald eyes darted around to see where she was being dragged, and no sign of a pub or inn was to be seen, only the sight of tortured bodies and dying souls. Prison? She thought to herself as the beast pulled her inside, opened what seemed to be the worst cage he could find, and tossed her inside. She fell and rolled to the floor, which was covered in the waste and reminds of past prisoners. She yowled and jumped to her feet, holding back the bile that was trying to force its way up from her stomach. Lisi glared at the orge as he spoke such filth about her. She ran to the bars hissing and tried to slash at him as he walked away from her. She growled and jerked at the iron cage, knowing full well that she could not break through. Her chest rose and fell quickly, worn out from the worthless fight she put up. The felines growls slowly started to fade into mews as she fell to her knees, letting her head fall to her chest. Had death caught up with her?