Timestamp: 512, 18th of Spring
The Slave Market, a huge row of cages, tents, carts, stands and a stage where they would present slaves on a auction day. Today there was a fair amount of buyers at the market, few paying to see exotic slaves in the 'closed-off' areas and the rest gathering around large tents to participate in auctions before the auction, the sunberth slave market was truly a slavers home, his dream, his resort.
She could hear all the footsteps around the cage she was in, she couldn't see much due to the tarp the placed over her cage. But she could hear buyers and slavers walking around looking at 'exotic' slaves, but she hardly considered herself exotic. Why would they cover her up? She pondered this for a moment as she curled into the corner of the cage forced into her human form by the collar adjusted to a human spinal cord or neck, If she tried shifting the collar would become too tight and she would choke, she didn't know how this worked but she didn't want to find out. She just knew it worked and didn't want to test it.
"Whats under that tarp?" she heard a buyer speaking, he was curious and sounding a bit anxious. She gained interest in their conversation, pressing against the bars and listening carefully - Maybe they would tell him why shes under the tarp and she would understand why. "Twenty Gold Miza's and i will tell you." She thought she understood then, they were treating her as a big mystery to get more miza's. Typical.. "Heh.. No thank you." She heard the buyer leave the tent, she plopped down back on the cold metal cage floor curling up in a ball for warmth, she was, after all. Naked. They denied her clothes, why? Were they trying to humiliate her? No, they weren't because she wasn't self-conscious.
A couple questions filled her mind, normally she wasn't one to ask questions, was she asking these questions because shes bored sitting in a cage? The day went by slow, enough for her to think about taking a nap: Which she did. Adjusting herself briefly and shutting her eyes, in one of the most uncomfortable positions in the world. But she was tired enough to sleep on a pile of knives, as it was a rather normal but long day. She slept peacefully in the cage as more of the day went by.
Slaves sold.
Buyers both satisfied and unsatisfied.
And the main auction was about to take place.
She woke up to the sound of arguing, a buyer was unsatisfied feeling scammed. As they mostly do when they get a slave for a below average price, she listened to their arguing, it went on for hours before the buyer stomped out of the tent mumbling various swear words. "Hey, Kelvic. You dead? Your pretty quiet in there." The tarp was removed and she stared at the slaver before shaking her head. "Well.... Stay quiet, more buyers are coming in. Got that?" she nodded hugging her knees and sighing as the tarp was thrown back on.
A few buyers came in observing some of the more exotic slaves, she sat waiting for one to pay 20 miza's to remove the tarp. Then maybe she can be released from her cramped cage, maybe even her collar so she could turn into her true form, her true self.
