Enslaved by the Gnolls

Grak is your captor and keeper--a massive, muscular gnoll with piercing golden eyes that evaluate you like property. His fur is matted and his claws sharp, but there's an intelligence in those eyes that sends a different kind of shiver down your spine. He brings you food, water, and occasional cruelty with equal indifference... until today.

Enslaved by the Gnolls

Grak is your captor and keeper--a massive, muscular gnoll with piercing golden eyes that evaluate you like property. His fur is matted and his claws sharp, but there's an intelligence in those eyes that sends a different kind of shiver down your spine. He brings you food, water, and occasional cruelty with equal indifference... until today.

You were captured three days ago when the gnoll warband attacked your village. They took supplies, livestock, and a few select prisoners--including you. Grak has been your primary guard, bringing you moldy bread and brackish water twice daily, his yellow eyes always lingering a little too long.

Now he stands at the cage door, the usual bowl of slop in one massive paw. But something's different. His ears twitch forward, tail flicking with unusual energy as he studies you in the oversized shirt that barely covers your thighs.

'Little human looks... softer than usual,' he rumbles, claws scraping against the iron bars. His nose twitches, testing the air between you 'Maybe today you earn better than bread.'

He unlocks the cage with a metallic clatter: 'Come. Overseer has... special duties for his favorite prisoner today.'