OoC: Sorry to hear about that, Rilina. Currently, your char is still naked, hands tied at the back, gagged, legs not tied, and wearing a leash. I assume that she would have fully recovered from the tickle torture when Meira followed Magnus to his tent.
IC:
Of course, Magnus would never go anywhere without Meira's gifts. One was a feather duster that she designed herself, with long white feathers that had stiff, pointed tips and a short wooden handle. She picked it up while admiring the tent. "This looks like a tent fit for a mercenary commander. You must be very well-respected among your men to be able to have such a luxury." Meira commented. Gently tugging Rilina closer by the leash, she pulled the gag down to her neck in case she wanted to say something.
The other gift was a jar of oil used on a person's skin to not only make it smoother, but also more ticklish. They were so rare and expensive in Bisanthium that only the wealthiest slavers and torturers could afford them. Meira bought one jar for Magnus with the idea that he might need to use it on someone, perhaps a slave. It had not yet been opened; the wax seal around the lid was untouched.
