Izlar looked over to a Girl in a cage and he crouched down near the cage looking at her as she was semi hidden in shadow, he quickly glanced at her eyes and noticed they were as Piercing as his "so what does that make you..." he said as he was looking at the cage partially horrified yet curious that people treated other people like this and was unusually comfortable with the idea.
While Izlar was examining the girl as well as some of the cages around her a guard with some bandages tightly bound across his face approached from behind yet kept his distance just watching to see what would happen between the two hopping he would get an excuse to 'brake' the merchandise and get his revenge for his nose but was was interrupted as a man burst into the building like a bat outta hell he then stepped ford and cleared his throat letting the two know he was there then spoke in a tone as if he was an over friendly tavern keeper "you picked a wily one there, and i do believe your new am i right?"
Izlar stood up from the cage looking the portly guard in his blackened eyes "indeed it is my first time here, so how do i procure one of these..." he then looked over his shoulder at the set of cages he was looking at then turned back "...people"
as Izlar called the slaves people he let out a hearty laugh "you don't have to compare them to us because they aren't, you see these urchins all have nothing and couldn't give anything back, some are here because they couldn't pay their debts or~ they are the payment, so out of the kindness of our hearts instead of tossing them onto the streets like garbage or sold for parts on the black market like most" then he mumbled under his breath so the slaves couldn't hear him "not that they don't come here every now and then and i look the other way while they take their pick" he then returned to his usual voice "we bring them here and give them shelter and a second chance to stay alive, any way enough of me waffling on i noticed you were eying off that brown there let me give you a friendly piece of advice, i'd start you off on a nice white, blue for your general needs or for those lonely days a pink~ collared one"
Izlar tilted his head in confusion "whats the difference with them all they are just pe-... slaves aren't they?" he said looking at all the collars on their necks "and what do those colors mean and i see some have little charms on them"
the guard then lead him to a board that had several examples of the collars and charms several of them with some blood on them "i'll give you the basics you can figure out the charms as you go along, anyway your blues are generally the best you can get they do your cleaning cooking and any of your house work, in short no mater what you think of they will try doing it and will almost never try to escape, next are your pinks" he then gruffled a bit "they are best chained to the bed if you catch my drift, and last the whites are petit little things that you would care for and look after and they could become any of the other 2 i mentioned if looked after right"
Izlar then looked at the girl from before and while still looking at her "what about the brown ones?" he said as if he had already mad up his mind
the guard sighed "they tend to be stronger, and could hand you your hind quarters if pushed far enough, as unlikely as that happens it still has happened, but once they like you they will fight till their head has been split to defend you"
Izlar then crossed back to her cage and offered her his gloved hand out to her "will you come with me girl?" while behind him the guard looked on with an cautious look because he secretly wanted her to go to the black market after what she did to his nose.
((wow....long post is long))
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