Kel gulped, watching Raoul struggle to get control of Drum until he was out of sight. She drew a wavering breath. Her Yamani training kept her standing tall and seeming un-afraid. She would never give in to her barbarian captors.
"I'll give ye one chance more," the leading Scanran said in crude common. "Yeild now, an' tell what we ask. I'm Ivan Ragorsk, (a/n he is the only character I made up) high in th' eyes of King Maggur Rathausak." He jerked his head and a soldier quickly stole her sword.
Kel's knees began to quiver. She took a steadying breath and silently recalled her friends and accomplishments. She was satisfied. "I will not," she said resolutely.
Ivan growled a curse and raised his axe.
"Wait!" cried one of the soldiers. "This be th' 'un that killed his Lord Stenmun and th' Mage Blayce. I was there. "'Scaped, though. The King's put a prize reward on 'er."
Ragorsk grunted, then nodded. Swiftly they bound and gagged her, then slung her over a horse. With a shudder Kel realized that they were taking her to Hamrkeng, (a/n: is that the Scanran capital? I'm too lazy to look it up) and to the dreaded King Maggur.