Iruna was once a peaceful place until the humans of this world realized they were not alone. There are many other races that also claim this world as their own. Out of a mixture of fear, jealousy, and a need to be superior the kingdoms and governments united to form UHNI, United Human Nations of Iruna. After the formation of UHNI wars broke out between the humans and other races, ravishing the lands of Iruna. While the wars raged in secret the UHNI recruited the top human scientists in the world to study and experiment on the prisoners of war in order to develop ways to control the other races. A mere 200 years ago the fruit of the scientists researching and experimenting reached its peak. They developed a special collar that depending on its setting would limit the powers and strength of its wearer. This collar would allow humans to control people of the other races. UHNI didn't hesitate to start using the collars along with transmission devices that sent out waves to weaken the enemy. This gave the humans a great advantage in their wars. Over time the wars finally came to an end. Some of the races were totally wiped out, others near extinction and a few still had great numbers, but they were scattered across the world of Iruna. Declaring their ultimate victory the UHNI decreed that people of other races were to be enslaved and if they resisted or broke the law they were to be executed. Now it is truly a human's world.
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The Rules
~ Keep things PG-13.
~ I am god. What I say goes.
~ Please be semi-literate to literate.
~ Use " " for speech, italics for thoughts and ( ) for OOC
~ No one liners, please write at least a paragraph or more.
~ No killing unless it’s been approved by me and the other player.
~ Romance and violence is ok.
~ Slaves can be any race.
~ Masters must be human.
~ You may have up to two characters.
~ Slaves are unable to use their powers as long as they have a collar around their neck. Collars can not be removed easily.
~ Absolutely NO godmoding! If I catch you godmoding and you don't stop after I warn you I will remove you from the rp. It's as simple as that so don't do it.
~ I have a three strikes and you're out policy. After I have warned you two times, if you are caught breaking the rules again you are out of the rp.
~ Please PM Profiles with the title “It's a Human's World”
~ Please try to keep OOC in the OOC thread, thank you.
Profile Skeletons Slaves Picture:
Name:
Age:
Sex:
Race: (all races accepted) Orientation: (which way do you swing?) Rank: Slave Abilities: (power - max 3) Talents: (singing, dancing, etc - max 5) Master: none
Masters Picture:
Name:
Age:
Sex:
Race: Human Orientation: (which way do you swing?) Rank: Master Slave(s): (should be none to start out with)
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Name: Maiara Kingsley
Age: Doesn't remember
Sex: Female
Race: Dark Angel
Orientation: Bisexual
Rank: Slave
Abilities: Manipulation of air/wind, illusion/shadow magic and telepathy
Talents: dancing, singing and seduction
Master: none
Alice TintX
Quote:
Originally Posted by Shania583
Name:
Alice Tint Age:
19 Sex:
Female Race:
Imp Orientation:
Straight Rank:
Slave Abilities:
Manipulating Fire, Creating Fire, and Heat Waves Talents:
Cooking, Fireworks, Drawing, and Creating Things Master:
Johnathan
Lee Von hellstineX
Quote:
Originally Posted by dark world dealer
Name:Lee Von hellstine
Age: cant remember but look's 30
Sex:male
Race: vampire
Orientation: straight
Rank: Slave
Abilities: mind control but would never use it on his master super speed and strength guitar
Talents: fencing, art,
Master: none
ErisX
Quote:
Originally Posted by ShadowDemon101
Name: Eris
Age: In her 200s but looks 20
Sex: Female
Race: Water nymph
Orientation: Bisexual
Rank: Slave
Abilities: water manipulation, (including formation of ice), superspeed (only in water), ability to breathe in water
Talents: Singing and oddly enough, massages
Master: none
FarronX
Quote:
Originally Posted by 0ri0n83
Name: Farron
Age: 23
Sex: Male
Race: Phoenix
Orientation: Bisexual
Rank: Slave
Abilities: talking to birds, creating small balls of fire.
Talents: singing, he is rather good at martial arts.
Master: Chiki
Sylar McCallX
Quote:
Originally Posted by 0ri0n83
Picture:
Name: Sylar McCall
Age: 18
Sex: Male
Race: Unicorn
Orientation: Bisexual
Rank: Slave
Abilities: Purification of water, talking with animals, basic healing. (small cuts, bruises, and burns)
Talents: archery, singing, and horseriding (as ironic as it is)
Master: none
(wolf form is white cub)
Name: Sophia Elizabeth Black (Sophie)
Age: 5
Sex: female
Race:vampire/werewolf hybrid vamp dad/werewolf mom
Orientation: straightRank: Slave
Abilities: telepathic, empath, and obviously the vamp and wolf stuff
Talents: dancing, gymnastics
Master: none
Silas ArashiX
Quote:
Originally Posted by Ascadellia
Name: Silas Arashi
Age: 19
Sex: Male
Race: Nine tailed fox
Orientation: Straight
Rank: Slave
Abilities: ability to create and manipulate snow/ice, telepathy, and shifting to his fox form.
Talents: Sculpting, babysitting, heavy lifting.
Master: none
Laylir GarldX
Quote:
Originally Posted by Lilith W
Name: Laylir Garld Age: 22 Sex: female Race: Elf Orientation: bisexual Rank: Slave Abilities: item enchantments (when she makes something she can place an enchantment on it, only small things like making a coat warmer or a knife sharper), slight self healing Talents: metal working (specially jewerly), basic sewing, growing flowers, trick dancing (flips, tumbling) Master: none
Afanassii Abez'ianaX
Quote:
Originally Posted by Afanassii
Afanassii Abez'iana Age: 23 Sex: Male Race: Sekassiret (Spider-like humanoid race from an original world. More info available upon request...) Orientation: Attracted to both sexes, would only marry a female Rank: Slave Abilities: hollow fangs to drain blook or inject a hallucinogenic/narcotic venom, eyes that have an abnormal amount of peripheral vision and spinnerets that produce silk. Talents: highly musically-gifted; can sing, dance and play almost any string instrument. He also designs, sews and embroiders clothing and was brought up in a noble house and so holds a working knowledge of proper etiquette. Weaknesses: Sekassiret have a natural aversion to the sun - they burn at 5x the normal human rate and can easily go blind in bright light conditions. Otherwise, he is mortal and can be harmed in any way a human could be. Master: none yet.
NPCs - Slaves/Handlers - Dimitri, Victor & ZeiraX
Slave Name: Zeira
Real Name: Kokuro
Age: 481
Sex: Female
Race: Yuki-onna
Orientation: Straight
Rank: Slave/Handler
Abilities: Create and Manipulate water in the form of ice, little bit of wind manipulation, and stealing lifeforce.
Talents: fighting, seduction, singing and dancing
Master: Slave Shop Owner who's name and appearance are unknow right now.
Name: Dimitri Silverfang
Age: 654
Sex: Male
Race: Ederulven
Orientation: Straight
Rank: Slave/Handler
Abilities: manipulation of sound waves, limited earth manipulation, and shifting into his beast and wolf forms
Talents: fighting, hunting/tracking, breaking in new slaves, flitring (if that can be considered a talent)
Master: Slave Shop Owner who's name and appearance are unknow right now.
Wolf Form:
Beast Form:
Name: Victor van Allen
Age: Doesn't remember
Sex: Male
Race: Vampire
Orientation: Doesn't know and doesn't care
Rank: Slave/Handler
Abilities: create and manipulate fire, super speed and super strength
Talents: fighting, hunting/tracking, breaking in new slaves.
Master: Slave Shop Owner who's name and appearance are unknow right now.
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Name: Sidney Adem Age: 46 Sex: Male Race: Human Orientation: heteroflexible Rank: Master Slave(s): None yet... BEWARE - Sidney is a veteran who lived through the latter years of the war and he likely won't treat his slave(s) well. (Though it might be possible that they would grow on him after a while)
Ryoji YonaiX
Quote:
Originally Posted by Afanassii
Name: Ryoji Yonai Age: 17 Sex: Male Race: Human Orientation: pansexual, with a desire for the odd, mysterious and unexpected. Rank: Master Slave(s): None (yet...)
Ryoji's personality is more laid-back and understanding. He has a strong desire to be around those who are different and so will treat his slave(s) well. He is also a tech genius who spends most of his time tinkering or online.
Jonathan SparksX
Quote:
Originally Posted by Annabeth Rowanna Cullen
Name: Jonathan Sparks
Age: 25
Sex: male
Race: Human
Orientation: straight
Rank: Master
Slave(s): Alice Tint
Kira HikariX
Quote:
Originally Posted by Ascadellia
Name: Kira Hikari
Age: 20
Sex: Female
Race: Human
Orientation: Straight
Rank: Master
Slave(s): None
NPCs - Handlers & The BossX
Name: Ian Rosewood
Age: 26
Sex: Male
Race: Human
Rank: Boss's right hand man/master
Slaves: Not really his, but he can control them; Dimitri, Victor, and Zeira.
Name: Raizen
Age: 23
Sex: Male
Race: Human
Orientation: Straight
Rank: Slave Hunter
Slave(s): None
Picture: N/A
Title: The Boss
Real Name: N/A
Age: N/A
Race: Human
Rank: Master/Slave Shop Owner
Slaves: Dimitri, Victor and Zeira
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Even though it was mid-August the morning air was brisk. A light Southerly breeze started to clear the mist that laid about the city. Looking at the sky from where she stood at the edge of the forest to the east of the Denri it seemed that it would be a mostly cloudy day with a possible chance of a thunderstorm in the afternoon. The breeze that blew told Maiara what she needed to know, the chance of a storm was very good so she would have to try to finish her business in town quickly. Stepping out into the open she looked like any other human, except she had a secret. She wasn’t human, without her glamour anyone would be able to see she was actually a dark angel. Taking a deep breath she prepared herself for the routine she has been going through every morning for the past year.
She walked quietly into the city, her piercing blue eyes searching for possible slave hunters and slave traders. One could never be too careful when their freedom is on the line. Her first stop was the bakery to pick up some fresh bread. The family who ran the bakery seemed nice enough for humans and they were one of the few merchants in the Denri that didn’t own at least one slave. After getting her bread she would head to the market to see about some vegetables, meats and a couple other things she wanted to pick up. So far things seemed to be going well, like usual.
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Lee was siting in his cell waiting for someone to buy him or his next meal not allot of people liked the idea of a vampire slave just because of him being able to make you free him then kill your self next It was an up side to being a vampire but the down side is some master's making him work during the morning because he will die if he come's into direct contact with sun light but a couple rays to the skin wont kill him but it hurts Lee got up trying to stay out of the light
Pulling the heavy cloak over her head, Flora pulled her dark braided hair from the back to hang over her shoulder. She dropped her chin as she stepped out onto the street, allowing the hood to hide her face. It had been almost three months since she had escaped slavery, and she wasn't going to take any chances on getting caught to go back. The city streets were busy this early August morning and the scent of rain filled the air.
Deep in her own thoughts, she kept her emerald eyes on the ground as she headed towards the market place, instictively dodging the busy crowd as she tried to blend in. Today will be the day I hear of a slave free island in the caribbean and begin a better life... Flora held so much hope for a place like that. She dreamt of it, wished and prayed for it, but each day proved as unlucky as the last.
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Stepping into the slave shop, Sye smirked. He was in the market for a new slave or two, and even when he wasn't, he still enjoyed coming here. A window shopper, you could call him, this was the third slave shop he'd been to in a week. He'd traveled to two other cities to see what their slave shops held, and displeased, he ruturned home empty handed. "I hope this months shipment proves better than the last," he said to the shop owner as he began walking down the caged areas to browse.
Sye Ewell was in the market for a beauty this time around. He already had enough hard workers, servants, cooks etc. being that his large estate proved needy and his deep pockets proved worthy. He was a charmer when it came to women, but most of the time he found them to be prudes, or only out for his riches, and that just wouldn't do. So, he planned on buying a female companion, at least for the time being. He would treat her like a princess, this slave would be lucky, but he held every intention of throwing her to the curb should a woman of class come into his life.
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A short girl weaved through the crowd like sand running through fingers. Hurrying through, the girl was in a rush. Her parents had finally allowed her to go out of the house unattended, and the first thing she was going to do was to buy a slave. Usually her parents were ones to buy them, and left her alone with the maids.
Now she was a free bird, and she wasn't going to waste a minute of it. She pulled her black furry cloak around herself more tightly. A cold day it was being it was early morning. Despite her noble looking cape, she was wearing a boys peasant clothes underneath. An orange sweater and some black shorts. Unusual for a girl of her status to wear, but she wasn't exactly one of noble personality. She ran a light hand through her dark brown hair, her golden eyes flickering about for the first slave store.
At home, her parents were actually trying to find potential suitors for her, and she wanted no involvement, for she never understood the fundamentals of love. Never crossed her mind. She sighed,"Gotta be tough, don't want any guys going after me, I'm a free girl, free." Chiki was never the normalest rich girl. Well, she was never normal at all. Rebel, pessimistic, quick tempered, and violent, Chiki was not one to be treated lightly, she wanted respect, and true people, not fake liars and gamblers.
Looking into the slave shop that caught her eye the most, she broke away from the crowd, and stepped inside. It was homey, with all the cells and all, she did like the smell of fresh cells and working sweat, a true establishment, even if it was morally incorrect. A companion and slave is what she seeks. Someone who gets angered very easily, or is easy to annoy. It always entertains her that way.
Alice sat at the back of her cage with her piercing red eyes staring out through the bars, her cage was at the back of the shop so she knew that she was out of the way for the customers. Most of them picked a slave within the first few cages they looked at, but to her it was a good thing, she didn't want to be anyone's belonging. She had been fine living on her own even if all the humans thought that they were stronger then them. At the back of the shop it was dimmer so she didn't really have to hide thanks to her black outfit that only had a few bits of red on it. Being the imp that she is she liked the colour and that was the main reason she had got caught well that and her eyes but oh well. She was quite in her cage not wanting to draw attention to herself but also so that it bought her time in order for her to escape or at least come up with a plan too.
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Andrew walked through the streets towards the local slave shop, today was the day that he decided to get his first slave. Sure he didn't really have a reason for one but he had the money and plus everyone else had one so he thought that it might be cool to say that he has one of his own. He walked through the market so that he could pick up a few thing and stopped at one of the stands to pick a few things of before moving on. He talked with a few people and was gladly able to help a few people out if they needed he help.
Slender legs were folded to her chest with arms wrapped around them, her head resting upon her knees. Her cell was kept in the back where the darkness kept her cool, but it was not enough; it was simply much too dry a place to keep a water nymph locked up. If she could just use her powers...! But alas, this accursed collar prevented any usage of them. She would have been much more furious if it wasn't for the fact that she had to conserve her energy; who knew when she would be given water again.
Her faded green eyes, once so bright, briefly glanced outside her cage. She was one of the last few remaining of her kind; she was certain she was worth a pretty penny, although it disgusted her to think such a thought. However she secretly hoped she would not be bought; who knew what her master would do to somone like her.
Returning to her initial position, she thought back on how she got her; she despised the way she was hunted and captured, like an animal, but looking back she did not regret what she had done. The others would be safe as they ventured deeper into the seas, farther than any human could go. If they were safe, then Eris did not mind that she had sacrificed her freedom for the little ones.
Chains jangled as a girl seemed to awaken in the cell. The beautiful eyes opened softly as she looked around where she was. The chain was choking around her neck. She shifted into a dog form but it wasnt enough to break the chain around her neck. Once more she was stuck and the shackles decided to shock her again for changing her shape. She quickly changed back to her regular form so the shock would go away. Her breathing was heavy as her slender body leaned back against the bars of the damp cage she was in.
Her piercing eyes looked at all the humans who came up to her cage to have a look at her. They backed off slightly as if to say she was too disobedient looking to buy. Quickly the dealer hit the bars of the cage to tell her to calm down, which caused her to move to the back of the cage and hiss at him. Usually the cage getting hit meant that they were going to hurt her very soon. Her eyes went soft once more showing that she was to be a good slave only so the dealer would not call anyone over to get her into trouble. Once he left, she grumbled to herself and leaned against the cage wall once more. Nikia may have been in the middle of the pack and didnt want to get picked, but she would have to at some point or be disposed of.
Dichrome colored eyes opened as a young man stretched and yawned as he took in his surroundings. He didn't really remember an awful lot from the previous day. All he did remember mostly through his exhausted state that there was a lot of running involved and people that were hunting. "Slave traders probably," thought Farron. Though even with his contacts and glamour he was a little surprised that they were able to tell that he was a phoenix. Farron figured that his magic was stronger than that to be detected. Getting out of his makeshift bed he walked towards a cracked mirror and took in his image. The reflection that was cast back made him wince. He had bags under his eyes and he looked utterly exhausted. Digging around in his jeans pocket he brought out a small round object. Inside of it was a use once per day blue contact. Opening it he slipped the blue contact in so that his eyes would match in color. He also made a mental note that he would have to go and steal some more before the day was done.
Once that was done he washed his face in the nearby sink, and left through the door. He knew that he would especially need to keep a low profile given what had happened yesterday. Walking out into the morning light he was barely able to stifle a gasp before he was slammed against the nearby wall. Before he could react he felt a sharp pain in his neck, and then he felt himself falling forward into darkness. When he regained consciousness he looked around. He was in a cell. Glancing around he saw others like him. Not other phoenixes, since they were known to only be in the south where it was warmer, but other people that weren't humans. Where the heck was he?!
((I will introduce my other character later, and sorry for the crazy long post. I did't know how to introduce him)).
Nikia heard rustling in the area. People were moving around. Of course people are moving around, this is a slave trade. She told herself. Then she heard it again. It was like people were dragging something. When she came up to the bars and held onto them to look around, she saw the traders dragging a man into the cell next from hers. He looked like he was human, but something strange was coming off of him. She couldnt exactly tell if it was the smell or just a feeling she had. He awoke a few moments after he had been put in the cell and she scratched at the traders feet with a paw instead of a hand as they left, trying to trip them. A shock went through her collar for the disobedience and the men laughed as she scrambled back to the back of her cell, gnawing at the chain as if to try to get it off, but her teeth and hands went back to human form like they always did so she wouldnt get shocked anymore.
Nikia waited for the men to leave before going to the edge of her cell once more and looked at the man. "So they got you too, huh?" She said casually as she tried to make conversation with him. She put a hand inside his cage as if trying to give a friendly gesture. "The names Nikia.... Dont worry. I only bite humans." She said with a girn.
Sophia sat in her cage, she had her hands wrapped around her knees. She was watching everything that was going on around her. She sighed. She was lonely and hungry and scared, which she usually was in this place. She could see there was a new slave in the cell two from hers. The girl next to her was talking to him.
Farron continued to look around the cell that he was in. There was enough room for him to move around, but there wasn't enough room for him to be comfortable regardless of what position he was in. As he moved around he heard the tiny clink of metal. Glancing down he noticed that there were cuffs around his wrists. As he became more and more conscious he felt the heavy metal of something wrapped around his neck. He assumed that it was a collar of some sort. Farron heard the person in the cell next to him speaking. "I guess," he managed to mutter out as he coughed again. His voice was scratchy. He was too afraid to ask, for he feared the answer of what the other would say. Swallowing again he said," Where are we?"
Nikia sighed as she heard the question which seemed so afraid of the answer. She looked down, pulling her hand back inside the cell she was in. "It.... Its not somewhere you want to be love." She said with a sigh. "The market is a bit busy, so maybe you'll get lucky and someone will spring you, but youll have to follow their orders if they do. Thats the way it goes in this place." She leaned her back up against the cell wall and sighed once again. It wasnt normal for her to be unable to do all the things she would do if she was up in the mountains like so long ago when she was free. It was hard to think of what was going on with the shackles. They were unable to stop her from changing, but once she did, the chains would know and she would get an electrical shock that no normal human would be able to withstand which forced her to change back. "My name is Nikia." She finally said trying to make light conversation so that she could at least ease his transition into this place.
Finx pulled her hat down over her ears wincing as it scrapped against her ears she hated having to hide her ears but it was the only way to keep from being caught. She sighed and headed out the door it was a school day and she was going to be late if she didn't hurry.
Farron swallowed hard when he heard the female say that this was a place where he probably didn't want to be. That meant two places. It was either a jail cell or he was on the slave market. Judging from the people exchanging money and looking at people in the cages as if they were inspecting a piece of meat he figured that he was in a slave market. He smiled a little bit when he heard the other say that someone might "spring him out." He then frowned a little though when he heard that the only way that that would happen was if he was bought. Responding to Nikia saying her name he said,"It's nice to meet you. My name is Farron. It means fire star." Thinking about how he was named it brought back memories of his parents. Shaking his head he decided that he wasn't going to wait for someone to buy him. He was getting the heck out of here. Now. Glancing down at his hands he focused on them as he tried to make a small flame appear in his hand. He managed to get a spark going, but then he cried out in pain as the collar around his neck electrocuted him. Falling backwards he fell onto his side as he tried to control his breathing, as well as make the pain go away.
Nikia cocked her head and closed her eyes as the male cried out slightly from the pain that had just caught him. He must have tried to use a power he wasnt suppose to. She sighed. "Most of us have already tried to escape Farron. It seems they made this place escape proof." She leaned her head up against the wall again and looked up at the roofing. "Farron.... What a wondrous name. It sounds like some sort of bird." She seemed to be mumbling now. It was the first time she had started up a conversation with someone in here. It was almost like it would calm her down, but it just made her more aggravated. She touched the cuffs on her wrists from when she was born. All shifters in her tribe wore them. They were never able to come off, just like the clothing she had on at that moment. The only thing you could do was put clothing over them all, but then why put clothing over a girl in the slave market. If there was a male looking for a female pet, they would want to make sure that they had a good body type. Or at least thats how she viewed it. It wasn't like that, she knew, but it just couldnt be helped to think of it that way. "I wish i could fly with the birds, run with the wolves, swim with the nymphs. Anything but this." She said to herself.
Farron tried to calm down his breathing as he took in large gulps of air. He made a mental note to never do that again. Apparently the collar around his neck was doing its job by making it utterly impossible for him to perform any kind of magic whatsoever. He wondered though that if it got rid of his magical abilities why his glamour was still up. Farron listened to what Nikia was saying as he sighed. Maybe she was right, maybe escaping couldn't be accomplished here. "Well in our history Farron was the first known phoenix. He founded our once great nation. We are all somehow related to him. As such I was named because of my innate fire abilities. I am a phoenix." He didn't want to stoop to such levels as to show off his wings, but if it got him out of this hellhole sooner he would do anything. Concentrating on removing the glamour he then opened his eyes as he fluttered his wings a little bit. They were small comparative to other phoenixes, but they were still rather large. He listened to Nikia say that she wished that she could fly away, or run. He wished with all of his might that he would be able to do that as well.
Kai opened his brown eyes as he yawned. Glancing around the room he noticed that the sun was sitting rather high in the sky. Getting out of bed he took a quick shower. Grabbing some clothes so that he could semi-presentable in front of his parents, and then he was out the door as he made his way down the stairs and towards the main dining hall. Today was his 24th birthday, and this meant that in the eyes of society that he reached the age of being an adult. In his family not only did he have an elaborate party, but he also would be able to go and purchase his first slave. He didn't much like the idea of owning another person, but he wasn't one to go against tradition. Especially when he would be arguing against his father. Walking into the room he greeted his parents as he began to eat quietly. Once done he bid his parents goodbye as he went to the stables where his horse was being saddled by one of the stablehands.
Out of the corner of her eye Maiara had noticed some men dragging a man into the slave shop. The sight sickened her. Better him then me. She knew the way she thought was selfish, but with the way this world was going one had to be selfish to be able to live free. Taking the package she had bought from the merchant she got an uneasy feeling. Something seemed off today, but she couldn’t place what. Shrugging it off as just her imagination because of what she had seen she continued on her way down the street. Little did she know what a man had been watching her since she entered the city.
She always hated passing by the slave shop. Even though it was very unlikely, but the fear of one of the slavers seeing through her glamour was always there. She paused outside of the window of the shop and looked in. Poor creatures, maybe one day I’ll be able to help you. As she stood there looking her face remained emotionless. The man that had been watching her started to make his move. He walked quickly in her direction. The uneasy feeling she had earlier was returning, in reflex she clutched tighter to the packages she was carrying. I need to get out of here. Acting as if she had grown bored of looking at the slaves she turned and continued down the street. The dark figure of a man followed her from a distance.
Cycoris Ynovic Watched A Women look at the Slave's at the Slave shop, and Giving off the Distinct Look of Boredom. He walked up to the Women, His hands in His pockets, and pushed her Shoulder "Oi! You there! Whats your Name." he asked her. He wasen't Planning a Fight.....Yet, But he was still getting Pissed. Isn't there anything Called 'Humanity' Anymore? Or was It all Burned away when this new reign Began?
As Farron tried to find a comfortable position that wouldn't hurt his wings he heard some more movement. He was barely aware that there were people in front of his cage until a hand was reaching towards him. Shrinking away from it he pushed himself as far as he could into the far corner of his cell. They were too fast for him though and managed to grab his arm and yank him forward. Being thrust forward he fell hard on the ground. Coughing Farron tried to get up, but was kicked back down by one of the two men. He was terrified at this point as he felt one of the men take one of his wings in his hand. "Let me go!" he wailed as he tried to push the weight off of him. The man that was holding his wing placed his knee in the small of his back effectively pinning him."So this one has wings huh," said one of the men."We need to change that."Hearing this Farron began to struggle more fiercely. The man got off of his back as his two arms were taken and he was dragged to another room in the shop. Farron didn't know what was going to happen to him, but he just hoped that they didn't clip his wings.
Once his horse was saddled he swung his leg over it, and then began galloping towards the town below his manor home. He had specifically asked his father and mother not to be involved in his slave choosing. Besides, knowing his parents they would try to find him a female slave. He, however, wanted to choose his own, and if that meant getting a male slave so be it. As he entered the town he slowed his horse down to a slow trot as he rounded the corner and headed towards the heart of the slave shops.
It was amazing at what Eris could hear, even when her energy was depleting much too quickly for her liking. At hearing the word "nymphs" she turned her head, noticing the girl a few cages ahead, eyes growing sad; she was rather young-looking and was hardly wearing anything. She was conversing with a male in the cage next to her; she had not noticed him before though. When he did get here? Was he recently caught? Eris shook slightly; not having water around was starting to take a toll on her and it seemed most definitely for the worse.
"I wish to swim with the nymphs again myself," she mumbled, not sure if she was heard, nor did she really care. She prayed she would recieve water very soon...
The sudden yelp and the sounds of a struggle shook Eris out of her stupor though. She watched wide-eyed in shock as two of the slave-traders dragged the new slave away. His wings were red like fire and its heat could be felt all the way to her, much to her discomfort. Phoenix. she thought, angry with herself that she could do nothing to help him. His wings; oh god his wings! Were they going to...?
She'd dare not think about it, only praying him to be OK...well, as OK as anyone could get in a hellhole like this.
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Maiara turned on her heel and looked up at the man, her piercing blue eyes glaring at him. She didn’t like the tone of his voice one bit.“Why should I give you my name? I don’t know you so now if you’ll excuse me I need to finish my morning shopping.” The tone of her voice was cold and unfriendly. Her expression stayed emotionless. She had no intentions of fighting. A fight would only blow the cover she has been able to keep up for almost a year here in Denri. Just as she was about to turn from the man she caught a glimpse of a dark figure darting into an alleyway. This was when she realized she was probably being followed. A slight spark of fear flashed in her eyes, but it was gone as quickly as it had came.
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