Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140426152128/@comment-3293219-20140427194736

Set could see that she was distressed, he began to shake, not out of rage, though there was some there but out of worry for her.

"Eilo!" Set called out before lunging forward, immediately being grabbed by a guard and brought down to the floor.

"Eilo? Such a pretty name..." The Slaver smiled, hovering the branding iron over her arm.

"Don't worry, I'm sure that your boyfriend will stick by you...

Though, he might not..." He paused for a second before shrugging.

"Oh well, plenty more fish in the sea babe."

He drove the icey branding iron down, onto her arm, it burned worse than any fire she'd encountered before as it scorched the diamon shape into her flesh.