Name: Jake Conners
Age: 20
Race: Human
Weapon(s): A black and red sword; along with an armored claw glove on his right arm and armored boots as all shown on picture.
Occupation: Master
Bio: Jake was born into royalty, although his parents were both slave traders so they expected their own son to be one as well. Even though Jake's parents had used slave to do all the things that they didn't want to do, they weren't exactly fat surprisingly. They wanted their own son to become a slave trader as well as they had found a slave just for him, although even with that Jake didn't accept his parents giving him a slave since he didn't like the fact that there was someone doing things for him and in return didn't really get anything good if not it was just disappointment. He had tried multiple times to tell his parents about the horrible things slavery brought and tried to convince them that he didn't want to do any slave trading. Although his parents wouldn't even accept that as well as they tried whatever was needed to get their son into the slavery business.

Name Finx Sunfara
Age 19
race human
status:slave
bio: Finx was born into her sad life both of her parents we're slaves and the tried to escape when she was consived but failed. They we're punished for trying to escape the abuse lead to her being born a month early and there master was surprised when when her mother gave birth. For a while she stayed with her parents but soon she was sent to a diffrent master and she has been drifting from there. Her most recent master died and she is up for grabs. Finx doesn't talk very much only when she needs two and even then it only a word or two.

Jake at this time was actually sitting inside his room as he was told to do by his own mother and father. He was being punished for letting one of the slaves that was assigned to go free into the world where they could live a much more normal life. Both his parents wanted him to become a true slave trader that could treat the slaves wrongly as they thought that they should be treated. Jake didn't believe in this but it had seemed that his parents had thought if he was given enough punishment; he would end up giving into it sooner or later. His parents at this point had actually just bought another slave from another slave trader as they were told that this slave's name was 'Finx'. They wanted to replace the slave that Jake had let go free even if they probably knew that he would do it again; although this time they made sure when he got this new slave, there would be people watching him just in case he would do something like that. At this point, both of his parents had told Finx to head to Jake's room and made sure to tell her that when they made it to his room to ask permission to enter and make sure not to speak unless spoken to.

Finx stood in front of her new master's room and knocked lightly. "Master may I enter?" She asked her voice small and slightly scrachey from lack of use. She had learned long ago that speaking with out permishion was a bad idea and you got punished for it. Finx had been punished in all most everyway she was still whole a vergin and she planned on staying that way.

While Jake sat there in his room awaiting for the new slave to arrive to his room; he just stared at his floor as he reached right under his pillow for a moment for a flute that he bought from the little small town under his mansion where his parents and him lived in. Everyone there was poor but the quality of their things were just as good and it was all handmade which made the stuff even more worthwhile to buy since it was made with hard work, rather than being lazy and just pressing a couple of buttons on a machine and letting it do all the work for them. All of a sudden, right before he could even play his flute; hearing a young female's voice come up asking to come in. Jack turned his attention right over toward the door, placing the flute back down onto the bed. "Yes, come on in." he spoke with his tone of voice soft and sincere rather than annoyed due to him not exactly wanting his mother and father to get him a slave since he thought it was wrong to even have one in general.

Finx opened the door and stepped into his room making sure to close the door behind her. She lowered her head to him in a sighn of respect and sighed inwardly. *so it begans again.* she thought to herself *another master another time of pain and suffering.* "is there anything i can get you sir?" She asked politly not talking her eyes off the floor until she knew if he liked being looked at or not.

As the young female slave opened the door to Jake's room; he turned his attention right over toward her with a little smile. As usual however, everytime he had gotten a new slave or met up with one of his slaves he would always notice that they would keep their head down the entire time. Seeing that, Jake simply got off his bed and walked up to the young girl and tapped her onto the shoulder while his head was tilted. "You don't need to keep your head down like that. I don't mind you look at me when your speaking; if you'd like, you can simply call me by my name. Jake." he stated releasing his grip from her shoulder. "So whats your name anyway?..that is if you have one." Jake spoke as he remembered everytime he would get a slave; whether it was a female or a male, they never usually had a name so Jake would always have to give them one.

Finx raised her head and blinked at him she would never dare call a master by there name never. "My name is finx but you may call me what you will sir." She was use to having all sorts of names from alice to zera she had been called it all. She thought this guy strange saying that she may call him by his name and wondered what had made him say it.

As Jake had seen how Finx had raised her head to look at him in the face, he gave a little smile and nodded once he heard her name. At least now he knew what her name was at least and the fact that she was looking at him now as well. "Ah, thats a wonderful name you have there Finx. So I--" right before he could even finish his question toward her on asking if she was the new slave his father had sent for him; hearing footsteps approach his own room from the hallway. Jake's eyes widened right up as he bit down onto his lower lip. 'damn, horrible timing..' he thought to himself knowing if anyone had caught him treating a slave nicely again; Jake's parents would be terribly disappointed in him and would probably lock him up in his room forever. "Dammit you little wretch! what the hell do you think your looking at! Get the hell away from me and go get me my dinner this instant!" he exclaimed only to end up trying to convince whoever was walking down the hallway that he wasn't being nice to another slave. Honestly, it was his mother as she gave a little smile and nod when she heard how her son was treating his new slave; having no idea that it was simply a trick. So by the time she had walked around the corner of the hallway, Jake gave a little sigh and smiled nervously to Finx. "I..I apologize f-for that Finx..I..I had to try and convince people that I'm not who they think I am; by being mean."

FInx blinked at him and tried hard not to raise her eyebrow she would have to remeber that he had identity issues in the future. "i shall go get you're dinner master." She bowed her head and walked out and down into the kitchen hoping above all other hopes that she wouldn't need to cook. it's not that she couldn't is't just htat she doesn't like two.

As Finx had ended up leaving Jake's room; he simply tilted his head a bit as he gave a little sigh and shook his head. This was pretty usual for him, everytime he would act nicely to his new slaves for a moment only to end up acting really mean the next second; the slave was usually confused about what was going on. It had happened multiple times now so he wasn't going to be too surprised if his new slave would think of him a slightly crazy kind of person. Simply shrugging his shoulders and stepping over toward his bed and sitting right back down, Jake reached right over for his flute and began to play it in his room quietly as he stayed silent with his eyes closed while he played it. The food in the kitchen was usually and almost always prepared for anything and any occasion so if anyone were to walk into the kitchen there would be several different plates of food on the counter for any of the maids to grab and bring to their masters; which would either be the prince, queen, or king.

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Finx picked up at plate and carried it upstairs carefull not to spill anything. She made it up the stairs and paused when she heard a flute being played. She stood there listening her back pressed against the wall and smiled slightly the music was beutiful but she knew she would need to in so she knocked. "Sir I've brought you're dinner."

While Jake sat in his room playing his flute quietly to himself he kept his eyes closed the whole time. Although slowly as he reached the middle of the song he immediately stopped for a second as his eyes widened right up. Placing his flute back down onto the bed he simply turned his attention right over toward the door to his room after he had heard Finx saying that she had brought him his dinner. "Go ahead and come in, Finx." Jake wasn't much of a fan of having people hear him when he played the flute since it made him sometimes feel uncomfortable due to the fact that he thought people would think he was bad.

Finx pushed the door open with her hip and placed his food gently on the table next to him. "Is there anything else I can do for you sir?" She asked a measured look of respect on her face as well as the way she was standing her body always feel into the right way to do things without her having to give much thought.

Looking right over toward the nightstand where Finx had placed his food, Jake just gave a little smile to her and tilted his head. It was pretty usual for him that someone brought him food everyday so this wasn't anything to be shocked about for him even when he was basically just trying to hide the fact that he was really nice the whole time. So when she asked him if he wanted anything else, he simply shook his head. "No thanks Finx..but..may I ask you a question?"

Finx nodded and stood so she was still respectful but she was comfortable. "Of course sir you can ask me anything."

Hearing as Finx answered immediately that Jake could ask her anything; he simply gave a little nod as he sat up onto his bed and leaned the back of his head against the headboard behind his bed. He closed his eyes for a moment and took a long silence just to be sure that no one was coming toward them since he wanted to make sure that no one would hear the question since if anyone would hear this question; they'd probably report it to the king and queen and Jake would get into even more trouble. So after about a few minutes had passed by, he reopened his eyes; sure that no one was near his room. "Finx, would you like to escape your life of slavery?...if so, I can help you out of here. If you wish."

Finx started to back away from him like her had changed into a monster. She had thought aout escape when she was younger sure but to be on the run forever with nothing when she could stay and have a place to live had won out. "Are you crazy?" She blurted out before bowing her head. "I'm sorry master I didn't mean..."

At first right when Finx had spoken out saying if Jake was crazy for thinking about asking Finx if she wanted to escape. He let out a quick gasp and nearly fell to the floor backwards; staring at her in a bit of shock at first due to hearing how angry she seemed to get from that simple question; Jake shook his head with a little nervous smile on his face. "You don't need to apologize for anything Finx. I understand you might think that its a crazy idea to escape from here; but there is a reason behind why your my slave at the moment. All the other slaves I have had; I had helped them escape..but I made sure to give them a home deep within the city from under the palace to make sure that my father and mother don't find them. So I was simply wondering if you would want to join them." Jake stated scratching the back of his head at the thought that she seemed to act at first that she didn't want to leave, due to it being such a crazed idea.

Finx took another step back so that she was closer to the door. "Yeah and i bet all those people regret it to." She said and bowed her way out the door. "If you don't need me for anything else sir i'll turn in for the night."

Right as Finx had said that the other slaves probably regretted it too for leaving due to Jake convincing them that it would be better to be free. Jake gave a little frown and tilted his head; honestly, he didn't think about that the other slaves would really had regretted leaving the castle. Not to mention since when they lived in the castle here with his mother and father as king and him being the prince, than along with the fact that his mother and father were always rather violent toward the slaves; Jake thought for sure that they'd be happier off being away from here. So as he saw how Finx was beginning to back away toward the exit and gave a little bow only to say that she'd turn in for the night if there was nothing else. Jake gave a little bow to her as well and nodded with a small frown across his face. "I..I understand. There is nothing else, you may go ahead and go to bed Finx." he stated with his voice sounding just above a whisper.

Finx nodded and exited closing the door behind her with a soft click she went and found we're she was to sleep and half smiled. "This is better then half the places i've slept." She mumbled before lieing down on the small cot. "usually it's the floor." She quickly fell asleep from her interesting day.

By the time Finx had ended up leaving Jake's room, he slowly looked right over toward the food that was placed onto the nightstand beside his bed and gave a little curious frown. This was indeed different, all the time; whenever he had gotten a new slave, he would always ask them either on the same day he gotten them or the next day if they'd like to escape from this place so that they wouldn't need to go through pain. It seemed as though everytime he would ask a new slave that, they'd immediately agree to the idea and wanted to leave as soon as possible. Although, seeing how Finx seemed to react to this so differently confused Jake. Maybe, it just needed time? or was she really thinking that it was better to stay here? Whatever the case maybe, Jake simply took the plate of food onto his lap and began to take a couple of bites out of it; before going to bed about half an hour later.

Finx woke early the next day and helped the other servants out around the house learning there way of doing things and what times to do what and when to be out of the way so that the master and mistress of the house wouldn't punish her. This had been her routine for every new house get to know the lay of the land early and you stood a better chance of not getting beat.

Later on when morning had finally come, Jake ended up giving a long groan as he sat up on his bed and looked around his room with both his eyes barely even open at all. Sliding himself off the bed he simply dragged his own feet to get into the bathroom. By the time he got into the bathroom Jake had just grabbed his toothbrush and some toothpaste as he brushed his teeth to the point where his body had finally gotten used to waking up. Once done, he just got right into the shower and took about a 10minute shower and finally came out later on to get dressed into his usual clothing. Jake hated the fact that he would always have to wear fancy clothing due to him being part of a royal family. So once he had gotten out of the shower and gotten dressed up, he just ended up walking out of his room and went right into the dining room where it just so happen that his mother and father were already there; eating their breakfast. Neither of his parents nor him said a word to each other as he walked over toward the near end of the long table and sat down awaiting for his breakfast. "F-Finx..m-may I have something t-to eat?" he spoke out immediately trying to keep his tone a bit more mean to convince his family that he wasn't his nice self as usual.