Merrick sighed as he piloted his ship through hyperspace. He had grown tired of only having an astromech droid for a companion and decided to go and buy a slave in one of the shadowports that still held host for the trade of lives. As he came out of hyperspace he saw his destination, an abandoned space station that a group of slavers called the crucible operated out of. After docking he got up from his ship and made of the exit ramp. His astro droid whistled a request to Merrick to which he responded "Yeah, yeah. I'll pick you up some 20 weight oil after getting the slave. Just stay on the ship and don't let anyone in unless I am with them." After getting off the ship and waiting for the ramp to close behind him he headed into the station to find the slave master. After searching a while he found the slave master's office and entered, saying "Hey, I'm looking for a slave and some 20 weight oil. Can you help me out with any of those."
The slave master, a female Toydarian, lifted off from her chair and said "Well I can help you with the slave, but if you want oil you should talk to the station mechanic or my cousin on Tatooine. Follow me." She led him to a storage area in the ship that was full of individuals from many races. Some were kept in cages while other were merely chained to the walls or floor by chains attached to their slave collars. When the doors to the area opened the slaves turned their attention to the ones coming in, hoping it was a buyer rather then the trainers who would beat them a few times each day. The female Toydarian motioned through the open doors and said "Take your pick human. Call me when you have made your choice."
As Merrick made his way through the slaves some of them reached out of their cages, or crawled to him on all fours, asking to be brought. The whole experience was almost sickening to him but he was determined to find a slave before he left. He wanted a race that at least looked human, maybe a Zeltron or Arkanian offshoot, Twi'lek at a push.