Emarukistan

Broken nobility...

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It was early morning, and rain was continuing. Tero woke and went out to let the previous guard get some rest. Raisa was hanging in her place, and the boy was keeping an eye on her. The night was warm, but it was better to make sure she is not getting too cold. The weather was warm, but heavy rain was annoying and made all the places wet. Tero decided to lit the gate torches to have some light in the gray morning.

Shifts in the watch tower were boring. There was no actual threat to them...

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Busy times but...

Real-life was busy but this weekend will be rich with material!

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Although summer rain was warm, Raisa was shivering. She felt sick from pain and tiredness. Her hands were numb, and her legs tired. She was between sleep and awake, but from time to time young boy who was guarding her shake her to make sure she was awake.

Raisa knew that they could do many worst things to her than they have done so far. Most likely, Jorma was only waiting for an opportunity to humiliate and torture her. She was unsure if he wanted her to serve in the fields or if he was...

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When Tuija took mug off from Raisa’s lip she took deep breath and turned her head down. She was tired and wanted to sleep but pain and her position made her to fall between awake and sleep.

Tuija shook her back to awake and said, “"now, what does a good girl say if it wants to get some more water in future?"

Raisa was not able to open her eyes. She whispered, “Thank you.”

Tuija was laughing, “Thank you Mistress.”

Raisa sighed and repeated, “Thank you Mist...

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The light was reducing while heavy clouds were gathering to cover the bright night sky. Soon it would be time to celebrate the end of the planting season and the start of the growing season. Wacca was a big celebration for the father of the gods.

Raisa didn't think about that. She was not thinking a lot. Her mouth was dry, and her wounds were burning. She was not even sure if she was awake or sleeping. Luckily the south wind was warm, but the god of thunder was driving with his chariot ...

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While Inga was taking care of that salt burned Raisa's wounds, all the others gathered around the campfire. Minna and Ronja arrived with large mugs of mead. While others started to laugh and drink, Minna climbed to the gate tower. They were not keeping watch because of enemies. It has been silent around the village for a long time. War in Ashtad didn't bring danger to them because it was in the distance. It was good to keep watch for visitors but also because of random raiders. Especially now...

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Minna and Ronja returned with large mugs of mead. While Inga was carefully applying salt all over wounds covering Raisa's body, they started to relax. Raisa was more and more in pain and afraid of Inga. Inga was cursing her while she took all the pleasure out of her screams and shivering.  She allowed Raisa to breathe for a short moment while she moved in front of her.

Tuija was sharp with her whip and slash between Raisa's legs had opened a wound over her belly and the most sensit...

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“I will get us something to drink,” Minna said when she walked away, “Hey, Girl, come with me! This will take time.”

Minna took Ronja with her, and they disappeared between huts. She had seen so many tortures, and another salting would not bring much more joy. It was enough to know Raisa was captured and in chains. Tero was much more excited to see how Inga would do her job. He was encouraging Inga to start and do her work slow.

Inga placed her hand on Raisa’s sweaty ski...

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Inga was in silence. She was looking at bloody wounds on Raisa's back. She wanted her to die, but Jorma had another wish. This bitch murdered her man; now she was alone with a child and old mother. Life was already hard, but now it would be even more, although Jorma was paying a good amount in silver to her.

It would be a pleasure to rub coarse salt on her wounds and feel her pain while doing that slow.

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The pain was burning, and it lasted long. Raisa was gasping her breath and trying to cross her legs to protect her most sensitive parts. She was afraid that Tuija would hit the second time. After a while, Raisa was awake and scared. Tears were running from her eyes, and she was sobbing.

Tero arrived with a plate of salt. He walked to Inga and offered a plate to her.

"Inga, you cannot kill her, but please take the salt and make her suffering last longer," Tero said.

Minna was...

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Escape - Alternative

Captive - Alternative views

I was asked to show Raisa posing, ready for inspection. At this moment, she would never agree to do that no matter how hard they would beat her... but in the future, she will perform this pose nicely. 

I had the pose ready, so I just loaded it to the scene and made render. Enjoy this alternative view. 

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Travellers

R'n'D has been working with rain effect. Here is test render for you.

I wanted to use heavy rain cloaks but I was not able to get those working. 

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“I hope her wounds will infect, and she dies,” Inga whispered to Tuija. Tuija looked at Inga and hit her whip between Raisa’s legs. Jorma didn’t have any time to react.

Raisa was between continuousness and unconsciousness. She was thirsty, and her skin was burning from pain. If she had something in her belly, she would vomit. The whipping had stopped, and people were talking around her.

Suddenly whip slashed between her legs, hurting her most sensitive part. She was shouti...

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“Hold on, Tuija; There is no reason to kill her, “ Jorma stopped Tuija when he noticed how Raisa was fainting, “Let’s pause and make her wait for the continuation.”

Unwillingly Tuija stopped. She wanted to hit her few more times. She was angry at her what she did to one of their men and made them run after her long way in the forest. It would have been the best option to throw her off the cliff and not see her again.

“Tero, get some salt and clean her wounds,” Jorma ...

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Tuija stopped after she was commanded. She wanted to hit few more times, but a dead slave girl wouldn’t be fun. It is better to let her rest and continue. Tero walked to Raisa and lifted her head. She was breathing well, but she was between the state of consciousness and unconscious. Tuija has been hiting her very hard, and open wounds could get infected summertime. Tero expected Raisa to be stronger, but she has been a long time without food or water.

Same time Tuija stopped, Minna n...

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Jorma noticed how Raisa turned sweaty, and she started to faint. Tuija had not slashed her whip so many times, but she stroke hard, and those wounds would leave some marks.

“Tuija, Hold!” Jorma shouted to his companion, “Don’t kill her. She is going to faint soon.”

Tuija hit one more time. Raisa was not shouting anymore. She made muted wail that was not like before when she was holding her shouts.

“Ahhh… Better to let our bitch rest,” Tuija answered.

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Tuija was slashing hard. Each stroke from the whip left a bloody mark on Raisa’s skin, and she felt like her whole body was burning. Tuija loved how she started to scream and shout again when her shield wall was crumbling, and pain took over her mind. Sweat appeared on her skin, but she was still dancing on every slash. It was was visible her strength was running out, and she left more and more weight on her wrists that were connected to the beam. One more strike and she dances and screams ...

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