The city of Trent was a large vibrant modern metropolis with the inhabitants running all around with something to do at all hours of the night. The skyscrapers almost seem to touch the heavens when viewed from the ground and with a mixture of different unique style of architecture. The beaches of Trent are among the best of the world with its pristine year round warm crystal clear waters also makes it a tourist attraction in their own right. However this gem of a city has one significant flaw, itâs the largest legalized slavery market of the world and even boast it like nothing was wrong.
The city was dotted with various kinds of malls and shopping areas, lined with numerous varieties different shops and products for sale. One mall in particular near the airport has a small slavery boutique, lined with various assortments of slaves. One slave in particular who appeared to be no older than 16 years old and stood about five feet and five inches and looked to be only one hundred and twenty pounds and was displayed in the store's premier display window. And upon closer inspection it was no accident she was displayed there as her silky light tan skin seemed to lack any imperfection and her red fox like ears matched her long naturally glossy and vibrant straight hair. And along with her emerald eyes one and bushy red tail, one would get the impression she is a pure breed Kitsune; an exotic slave in which most die in captivity.
The Kitsune laid on a velvet pillows just lounging around but occasionally standing to rise when prospected buyers stopped by her window. She would occasionally wag her bushy tail like a dog in a sad attempt to make herself appear happy, however despite this not many people stay long after noticing the seemly inflated price tag compared to the rest of the slaves in the shop.
The city was dotted with various kinds of malls and shopping areas, lined with numerous varieties different shops and products for sale. One mall in particular near the airport has a small slavery boutique, lined with various assortments of slaves. One slave in particular who appeared to be no older than 16 years old and stood about five feet and five inches and looked to be only one hundred and twenty pounds and was displayed in the store's premier display window. And upon closer inspection it was no accident she was displayed there as her silky light tan skin seemed to lack any imperfection and her red fox like ears matched her long naturally glossy and vibrant straight hair. And along with her emerald eyes one and bushy red tail, one would get the impression she is a pure breed Kitsune; an exotic slave in which most die in captivity.
The Kitsune laid on a velvet pillows just lounging around but occasionally standing to rise when prospected buyers stopped by her window. She would occasionally wag her bushy tail like a dog in a sad attempt to make herself appear happy, however despite this not many people stay long after noticing the seemly inflated price tag compared to the rest of the slaves in the shop.