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Miyumouse · July 13th, 13, 12:42 AM

The clank of cages, and chains, moans of the pitiful, cries of pain, and cracks of whips. Was this really what this place was all about? Moros shook his head as he walked among the cages, each merchant darting forward, trying to make the half dead things in their cages, seem worth the price they were asking. Twice he'd had to shove a too-fervent seller on his ass to get his point across.

Yes he was here, and not because he wanted to be. His elder brother Caval had forced this adventure upon him, stating that if he didn't take at least one slave he would be seen as weak. And he decided that if he must part with his gold and take one of these pathetic creatures home, it wouldn't be one on the last of its life.

TapVocal · July 13th, 13, 02:59 AM

Blond haired character in the middle.

There was one slave that only just recently arrived there though unlike many others he wasn't captured and sentenced no, 21 year old Etran Janus was taken from his parents who were members of the resistance at a young age and raised just like any normal member of society; so he was educated. But when he got older he was sent here.

In fact, he was that fresh that he was currently being lead through the halls, wearing absolutely nothing but a heavy collar that came complete with a matching chain leash, a pair of shackles that kept his hands behind his back and of course his feet were shackled too. Though just enough so he could walk.

His blue eyes kept their gaze on the floor as he was lead by one of the slavers. A brute of what appeared to be a Dark Elf that kept a tight grip on the short two tailed whip. The man eventually clocked Moros and smirked, kicking the back of the boys legs and forcing him to kneel.

"On ya knees ya filthy runt!"

Miyumouse · July 13th, 13, 07:04 AM

Moros stopped as the movement to his right caught his eye. A naked human boy collared and shackled. He kept his face as stone as he looked the male over. So far this was the most promising prospect. However he wasn't certain he liked the look of the elf holding the chain.

He knew full well it wasn't proper to be the one to show interest. He would let the seller come to him. It wasn't as if he had to make his purchase today. Taking his time to peruse the market, that was symbol enough. One could tell, he'd heard, by how well you chose your slaves. Honestly he just wished that he could slip away from the society he lived in.

TapVocal · July 13th, 13, 01:16 PM

There was a good reason why the elf had kicked the boy onto his knees. It was so he could lock the chain leash to the wall as he lead the boy to his 'stall'. The boy didn't say a word, but the screams, the clanking of chains and cracks of whips did frighten him a little. He was the only human in the market that looked fresh and free of abuse. It was horrible down here, and this was just the male portion.

The slaver approached Moros and grinned, cupping his hands and rubbing them against each other. "Ye be lookin' for a boy?" He asked, trying to peak the mans interest in Etran as he pointed him to his stall. "Fresh on tha' market. Only 5,000 gold. Forgive the price hike, but the fresher they are the more they go fer. I try to tell me idiotic co-workers this." And it was true. Etran, being only 21, new to the market and hardly a scratch on his body he was worth a heck of a lot more.

If Moros did buy him, what would he be used for? After all, humans were just cattle.

Miyumouse · July 14th, 13, 07:06 AM

"Perhaps." Moros thought for a moment looking the boy over, and listening to the seller. "Yes, but new to the market, tends to mean in need of training." he murmured. It was part ruse to get the seller to drop his price, and part honest observation. "I'm not certain if that extra work is worth the cost..."

He made a move to walk on to the next offering, but he knew that this was likely the best option. And he wasn't interested in the bare breasts that awaited him down the way.

TapVocal · July 15th, 13, 11:24 PM

The seller panicked a little bit as Moros did not seem too interested in the boy. But he, rather rudely dragged him back. "'Ere, the boy is well trained!" Of course he was lying somewhere but he was part telling the truth. "Tell ye what. Hows about 1,000 for the lad. I'll even throw in some free collars or toys..or whatever the fuck ya want."

Etran just kept his head down. Not wanting to even listen to this conversation. But he knew he had to. Watching the man walk back to him. Etran, took that as a sign and kneeled up, legs at shoulder length and chin up. As if presenting himself.

Miyumouse · July 16th, 13, 02:28 AM

Moros looked over the boy once again. Acting interested at this price. The seller must have been desperate to offload the boy if he dropped four thousand that quickly. "Five hundred and not a copper more." the vampire said flatly, his tone spoke of no room for negotiation, as did his expression. A small smirk was on his face as he wrenched his arm from the seller's grip. "Just for having the gall to touch me."

TapVocal · July 16th, 13, 02:36 AM

"Aye, a thousand and no more than 'dat." The seller chimed, though Moros had to know that slaves were priced more the less abused they were and since Etran was new to the market, he had the highest price of them all. typically the weaker a slave got 500 will be deducted from them until they had no price and were offloaded to either the mines or simply executed. Someone was likely to take an interest in Etran though.

The man unclipped the chain leash and glared at the boy. "Stand boy! he ordered and watched as Etran did so. The man meanwhile waited for his payment as Etran continued to keep his head down, not saying a single word unless he was spoken to.

Miyumouse · July 16th, 13, 03:13 AM

Moros' eyes narrowed viciously. "Did you not hear me wretch?" he growled. "You dared to touch me. You will sell him to me for five hundred, or I will have your head removed from your shoulders. As well as the rest of the deal you offered. The collars and toys." He was clearly pissed, and he was acting every inch the arrogant vampire lord. "You should learn not to anger the Mulgrave Family."

TapVocal · July 16th, 13, 03:20 AM

Mulgrave? Oh dear, the seller was in deep and he knew it as he actually started to get a little bit frightened. Etran however somehow kept calm even though he was scared too. Though it was most likely because Moros was his way out of here. "D-D-Deal.." The seller shook, "500 it is.." he whimpered and carefully handed the boys leash to him. "Y-you can find the collar and toys in the front hall, just..t-take whatever you want..on the house!" With that he ran after taking the money.

Etran, still stood there, feet and hands shackled. Though his feet were in a way he could walk and his hands were behind his back. He didn't look up at his new Master, just at the cages, and the slaves who were groaning in misery inside of them. Question was, would Etran be branded? Would the collar be custom made to only be opened by Moros?, what was going to happen next.