(A Silver and Zero production) Plaything

[Maero]

The Nymphs looked at this new drawing and laughed. They drew some more nonsense, and stood up and ran around the tree. As they did they suddenly cried out as a net opened up beneath them and drew them up into a tree. When this happened the wind would shift and the great orc would smell something, trouble, humans to be specific. The slave markets had been spreading rumors that the western kingdom of Dihal had been raiding the north forests for elf and nymph slaves for awhile, but there had been no proof until now.