Lucrezia had wandered in the vast forests of the new world where humans were the ones being hunted. They were rare. She hadn't seen another human in years, since her parents and family had been killed. She stumbled from the woods, exhausted and dirty. Her old green dress was tight on her and ripped, showing bits of her skin in several places. Orcs noticed her and came running, shouting and calling. She was too weak to run too fast or far. The girl was dragged into a large castle, screaming and crying for help. It was terrifying, having giant soldiers looming over her. Lucrezia was taken by fawn centaurs that provided an elfish outfit. The set a flowered crown on her head to match the tight moss green corset that faded to white. The dress was long and flowey, a slit showering her thigh. She was passed back to the orcs and they brought her to two large doors, shoving her inside. It was beautiful. The Orc that stood in front of her was much more handsome and seemed to be of a royal line. She stared with wide eyes, shaking. Her light blonde hair flowed down her back, her baby blue eyes filled with horror.