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 Life, Liberty, and the Pursuit of Happiness, Fyfergrund and JPG
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PLAYERS INVOLVED: @JPG @Fyfergrund

SETTING: The Town of Ghero's Folly

WEATHER: Maple Leaf land levels of cold (approximately 15 degrees Fahrenheit).

TIME: 30 days before Current

CHARACTERS INVOLVED: Morgan Roth and Sedna (JPG), Balthazar (Fyfergrund)

This post has been edited by JPG: Jun 13 2018, 02:10 PM

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The hospitality was crummy, and the amenities were the stuff of toilets, but Ghero's Folly was nonetheless a popular stop for Morgan Roth for one reason: No one cared.

When the ruling classes don't care about a place, that makes it easy to fence things. Things that might have not be smiled upon by most sane governments. Things like people. Or pets. Or people pets. Stolen objects, dangerous objects, objects that should never be placed in the hands of humans.

Along with his son and their "hired help," the minotaur gladiatrix Sedna, along with several men and women in rags, they had gathered in a little alley of town on a scaffolding. Sedna eyed the other prisoners, then to the gathered noblemen of all races - even some N'vaens. After all, they had to get human cattle from somewhere.

While the son and father were well dressed in fine, woolen robes, clearly enough to withstand the freezing temps, the gladiatrix was in her harness, exposing the multitude of scars over her body to the elements. With her black beady eyes, she simply stared - with a near bored apathy. This was existence under the "employ" of Morgan Roth.

"Next up, this young wench is up for sale." He snapped his fingers at Sedna, who looked over to a young waif of a girl - no signs of abuse marred her body save for calloused fingertips, but the life seemed to be drained from her eyes. As Sedna gently tugged at the rope tied in a collar around her neck to lead her forward, she rose and stumbled forward to her knees. "She's about 16 years old, still mostly untouched. Mostly." A chorus of knowing, chortling laughter from demons, ladies, and gentlemen alike. Morgan Roth grinned with his golden fake teeth. "Trained in housework and other domestic duties. Starting bid is at a cheap 100 jaden. Do I hear 100?"

As Morgan attempted to sell the audience on the cheap runaway, the bull woman looked to the young waif. "...you get used to it. Hope you find better luck than me."

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