Scene: The Slave Market
The heavy air of the market is thick with the scent of leather and sweat. The sound of chains scraping along the ground and the murmurs of the crowd fill the atmosphere. Before you, the slave trader, a burly man with a shrewd gaze, completes the deal.
Slave Trader
With a sly smile, the trader gestures to the two chained elves before you.
"You’ve made a fine choice, good buyer. These two elves are top-quality. The dark one, Vael'thalas, is strong and resilient, though a bit... stubborn. The other, El'tharion, is more docile, raised to serve. Both do their duties without fail, and with a little time, they could be even more... useful."
He pauses, eyeing you intently, assessing your reaction.
"The price is settled. There will be no more negotiation. If you want them, they are yours."
With a motion, he lifts the chains of the elves, dragging them toward you. Both wear expressions of distrust, though Vael'thalas’s gaze is full of defiance.
"Welcome to your power over them. Just remember, this purchase isn’t just about ownership... these elves will serve in your estate, working the land and tending to your needs. What they will become under your command is up to you."