The first thing Terri saw, as she opened her eyes, were a lot people. Coldness hurt her skin and she felt wood on her butt as she sat upright. A lot of children sat with her, some surprising her by having abdomens of spiders, others by standing on different amount of hooves and other, even more strange body configurations. Some looked white, others had tan or even black skin.
“What is going on?” she thought to herself as she looked around. She grimaced when she noticed small kindergartners hid behind middle-schoolers, and pitied the malnourished kids huddling together for warmth with nothing but shared rags or wings. Then, when she felt familiar shifts of weight and heard cries and sobs mixed together with sound of sea waves, she pieced it together in her head. “A slave ship!”
As she looked, a black-haired figure walked to her slowly. She looked like a Latina of her original age, her skinniness not quite the level of the others. Her fox-ears were perking up, making her look like she was preparing for trouble. Her green eyes looked up and down, like she was looking for something.
She asked something in a terse voice, but Teri did not understand. Then after looking at the futa’s confused face, she asked again something different.
“I wish that I understood and could speak her language.” she said and a faint light shone around her head. Knowledge of a different language she did not know flowed into her head.
“What was that?” the fox asked, her face suspiciously eyeing her and her hand tightening to a fist.
“Sorry, just something to understand you better.” she spoke, no accent coloring her speech somehow. The fox-girl’s eye-brows shot to her hairline. “She was not expecting that, that is for sure.” thought Teri.
She shook herself out of it, her eyes narrowing down again. “As I asked last time, who are you, and why are you here? Someone of your caliber…” she pointed at the dick, “I would have noticed sooner on this week long trip. And your ring would have been removed”
Teri heard whispering appear from every direction, but did not pay heed to them. “My name is Teri and I got here on this boat by a teleport, but I don’t know why myself.”
After a long staring the fox spoke “Hmmm. No lies, as far as I can tell. I’m Alejandro.” She struck out her right hand.
It was met by her conversation partner.“Do you know where we are headed?”
“I heard that they are going to sell us on a port to some nobles or anybody else with the money.” she grimaced and her ears fell flat “Who will do Kremia knows what with us. Some get lucky and work in a court. Other will work in a mine, harrowing work.”
“Thank you for the info.” Teri, who sighed to herself. What a shitshow she teleported herself into, not what she had in mind while creating this world. “When I said medieval, I did not mean grimdark!”
“Well good luck to you. That’s all one can get now in our position.” the fox said, walking to some other teenagers.
“You, too.” the little girl called back.
“What to do? What to do?” she asked herself, looking at the ring.