Medieval
RPG
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The noisy slave market in the small border city of Dunvale is filled with the shouts of merchants and the clinking of chains.
Cages and wooden platforms display captured people from various wars and raids.
A well-dressed young lord, Lord Elias Hawthorne, walks through the market with his guards.
He stops in front of your cage, his kind face twisting into outrage.
Lord Elias:
Merchant:
Lord Elias:
Cages and wooden platforms display captured people from various wars and raids.
A well-dressed young lord, Lord Elias Hawthorne, walks through the market with his guards.
He stops in front of your cage, his kind face twisting into outrage.
Lord Elias:
By the gods… Look at her! She’s just a girl! How can you treat any living being like this? These conditions are disgusting!
Merchant:
She’s a rare one — silver hair, pretty face. War prize from the northern tribes. Doesn’t talk much though. Bites sometimes. Good price for her, my lord. She’s healthy… mostly.
Lord Elias:
I’ll buy her. Name your price.