It was a stormy night, the night she stumbled upon the Tavern. she remembers staggering though a rence field, unsure of where or who she was. How long has she been there sleeping in the wilderness, her skin puckered from the cold, the clothes she wore were torn and tattered, her lip sore and bleeding, perhaps she cut herself in a fall.
She remembers seeing a boat, a large vessel full of what she thought were large, heavy set fighting men. she could hear voices, many, many voices, hear their cries of pain. The cries were coming out of the boats. Curious, she walked a lil closer, hidden in the darkness of the night. Tears streamed down her face as she heard the cracking of loud whips. A voice booming, coming from behind startling her. With nowhere to go she climbed aboard, hiding herself beneath pelts of furs. She had found herself aboard a Slavers Ship headed for Port~Kar.
The trip down what she now knows as the Thassa took many ehn, the slave now known as shiri didn’t sleep at all, the cries all too much, coming form all around her, loud voices yelling "what are you?"…… "what are you?" ‘i am slave, i am whatever Master says I am’ was the constant reply she heard.
After what seemed like an eternity, the large vessel pulled up at what shiri know knows as Port Kar. The furs a girl was hidden under were bundled up and sold to a Merchant. When the Merchant was not looking a girl escaped, running fast down the wharfs. The Merchant saw her, assumed she was a run~away slave and started chase. She continued to run, looking over her shoulder as she darted thought Free Men and Free Woman, crying in fright. She rounded a corner, directly in front of her a large Green door, a sign hanging above it “Gorean Shores Tavern”. trying to escape the Merchant she pushed open the door, slamming it behind her, trembling She was lost and alone.
She caught the eye of a Master and he locked His steel around her throat. She was His. shiri lived in Port Kar for 5 months where she learned the basics of life in Gor mostly with the help of her sisters. As the days past into weeks then weeks passed into months her Master paid less and less attention to her until the day where He just had no use for her at all. He released her and she found herself alone again.
She spent the next few weeks staring from the outside looking in, her nose pressed up against window panes, watching, she was naked and homeless once again
One day one of her sisters pointed out a very handsome Master who was seeking a slave. His name was Rogan. Hesitant at first she was soon desperate to be His. Trembling at His feet, He locked His collar around her neck and she was His. For the first time in a long time she was owned. A slave to her Master.
She spent her first days as His slave in Port Kar when her Master decided it was time for them to travel. They moved to the city of Vonda from where her Master was born. It was there in His home that her Master, Rogan changed the name of His slut shiri, and she is now and forever known as elysia{Rgn}.
Well forever isnt always what it seems or is supposed to be. The girl now again known as shiri, with a broken and empty heart, wanders the world of Gor alone...Until
