DinoDroid
Star
- Joined
- Sep 13, 2011
The slave markets, a wonderous place for people to find the pleasure they always wanted. We have it all, strong slaves, weak slaves, human slaves, nekos, kitsunes, you seek it and we have it.
At least that's what the sign read, the warrior, a travelor he stands tall well over 6'4" with hard wiry muscles from years with the sword. Covered in rags, and old cloaks he appears somone without money or skill, but to the skilled eyes of the slave vendors he's much more than he seems. His deep blue eyes search out the slaves looking to see if there's anything of interest, when he comes closer to the slaves a crimson scar is the only thing that marrs his face. As he searches a young man bumps into him, and suddenly like a vipor his hand shits some of his cloaks revealing two long curved swords, he unsheaths one and pinns it to the mans face. "Give me my money" The man visible blanches and returns a large sack of coin to him before running off.
As the vendors expected, he was one not to cross, and started lining up their best wares for him to inspect, and to sell to him.
At least that's what the sign read, the warrior, a travelor he stands tall well over 6'4" with hard wiry muscles from years with the sword. Covered in rags, and old cloaks he appears somone without money or skill, but to the skilled eyes of the slave vendors he's much more than he seems. His deep blue eyes search out the slaves looking to see if there's anything of interest, when he comes closer to the slaves a crimson scar is the only thing that marrs his face. As he searches a young man bumps into him, and suddenly like a vipor his hand shits some of his cloaks revealing two long curved swords, he unsheaths one and pinns it to the mans face. "Give me my money" The man visible blanches and returns a large sack of coin to him before running off.
As the vendors expected, he was one not to cross, and started lining up their best wares for him to inspect, and to sell to him.