"Oh, that's where you're wrong," Smed said.
"You, my little Sparrow, are going to live out a nice, long life," he said, grinning like a toddler. He'd given the last girl a catchy bird name, why not do the same of Khaiya?
In fact, the whole naming idea brought another one in.
Still, he didn't forget that her dragon was still out there. The fact that he didn't have a body to go with it concerned even him.
"When you three are done fucking her, bring her to Narzbag's tent," Smed said, and he started to walk out.
"You know the drill, boys. Don't trust her, even if she's moaning. If she bites, make sure she learns her lesson."
The gnoll smiled, and he moved over between her legs. Tied to the bed as she was, she was really in no position to fight any of this.