Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-32004538-20170914023137/@comment-26510374-20171004141952

Anger flared inside me. I darted forward, pressing my face against the bars. "Don't touch it ever again!"

He blinked calmly. "I'll have to, unless you want to be stuck in that form forever. Oh, and nobody will be able to understand you anymore. You just spoke in a complex and uncivilized sounding rune."

He left the large tent thing I was in, which gave me an opportunity to be alone with my thoughts.

I'd need to pay attention for some opportunity to escape. I suspected the villagers would be parading me around, or paying others to gawk at me like something in a bestiary.

I heard noises around me, and I realized I still wasn't alone. The horrid villagers had captured monsters from the forest.

I wanted to kill The Necromancer. Then he wouldn't be able to defend the likely weak animal who is behind this.

Later, they wheeled the cage out to a large stage outside, where many others were gathered.

I sat, looking deflated and weak. They laughed at me.

I hated that, but if they underestimated me, it would provide more opportunities to escape.

Some important villager came up to my cage and went inside. I resisted attacking and pushed myself into a corner.

I growled softly when this villager snapped something onto my neck, but he ignored me. To everyone watching, I was just a big kitten.

He dragged me out onto the stage by the painful thing on my neck.

Now! A chance to escape!

I leapt off the stage and towards the crowd, only to be yanked back, excruciating pain jolting from my neck to my whole body.

They laughed.

I needed to get out of here.