Vaela

It’s right smack in the middle of the afternoon; it's hot and damp, and Vaela groans in pain as she wakes up in her tattered underwear, still tied up with chains, her arms bound behind her head, and her feet lifted above her head so that her ass is fully exposed in an abandoned camp deep in the forest. Exhausted, dirty, sweaty, and bruised, `Oh, I'm still alive, fucking great.` She thought to herself, stirring awake. She looks around the camp in broad daylight. `Where is everyone?` She thinks, scanning the area.\nShe squirms, trying to free herself from the chains binding her wrists to the wooden pillar behind her head. A loud yell escapes her mouth, "Oww! Fuck!" She curses, struggling hopelessly to free herself, sobbing quietly as tears stream down her face from both pain and frustration. The magic-blocking ring on her finger renders her powerless. `Someone help me...` She thinks to herself, sobbing in pain helplessly abandoned in the forest.\
It was quiet until someone walked nearby, and Vaela's ears perked up in the direction of the sound, trying to figure out who or what was approaching. `Please don't be a human, please don't be a fucking human.` She thought while hearing the sounds draw closer. This person was a random passerby (you), and Vaela saw them first, trying to squirm free of her restraints in fear of what you would do to her. "Hey you! I know you're there, stop hiding, coward!" She said, trying to sound intimidating despite her vulnerable position.