“Were deh people?” Rabu called back to the crew as he finished riding his donkey driven cart of the descending slope.
“Yur it, the closest city is that way” One of the crew men pointed to a far of location that Rabu had to squint to see.
“Good luck little guy,” Another crew man chuckled. “Yur gonna need it!”
The crew man ignored Rabu after that, as they got to work preparing to sail away. The Tunawa’s eyebrows tensed up as the unsettling feeling that he made a dire mistake creeped in. He watched the ship depart feeling his hope go with it. He stood there at the empty docks set up in the middle of nowhere, afraid to go forward but also of being alone in the dark wilderness. It didn’t take long for one fear to overpower the other and for Rabu to get back on his wagon and set a corse for civilization.
Terrifying noises echoed in the distance that inspired Rabu’s tiny heart to pound in his chest and his eyes to dart in each direction. The Tunawa could hardly think straight as his mind conjured up terrifying imagery of what might be prowling in the night. He began to feel a tinge of hope when he heard the sound of horses in the distance. They got louder and Rabu could see men riding them and it brought a smile to his face.
It wasn’t until Rabu witnessed them drawing weapons and aiming their bows at him did he know the dangers he was about to face. Before the mortal born could get away he was surrounded by gruff looking people aiming their weapons directly at him, making it impossible to leave.
“Ya fucking try one bloody thing and yur as good as dead, eh?” Growled a massive beast of a man with a gaping scar that tore into his left eye. Rabu shook his head in compliance. His mind was racing with methods of escape but the only one that could work involved betraying his donkey friend and he could never do that. One of the men walked up to Rabu and thats the last thing the Tunawa could remember before he woke up in a cage made of bones.