The slaver grinned wide. It wasn’t every day such a prestigious man came to buy his wares! His black, pointed tail swished back and forth behind him as he approached. “Hello sir! Interested in this little sweet, hm?” He smiled, though the massive moltenous beast behind this potential customer was unnerving. But, the demon figured, he who hires an elemental being to guard him must be filthy rich! He might be able to squeeze out an excellent price for the little whelp in the cage.<br/><br/>The girl stared up in surprise, not at the human-looking being in front of her, but at the gigantic golem right behind him. She had lived a very secluded life until a week or two ago, in a small village in the heavily wooded mountain region, so seeing such a wonder was far from a daily occurrence. Suddenly, the creak of the cage door being opened made her jump. She didn’t even notice the slaver had returned to his post and unlocked the cage to show off his merchandise. The demon took a firm hold of her thin arm and hoisted her out, hardly giving her any time to get on her feet before he let go, though he still held the chain that kept her from running into the crowd.<br/><br/>Her once pure golden hair was now shades darker from grease and filth, her rich brown skin smeared in places with dried mud. But her eyes are what stood out on that small creature. Beautiful dark blue, like two pools that seemed to never end in depth. They watched the being who might be the one to get her out of the marketplace. He appeared handsome, but, even with such little contact with these cruel brutes, she could tell they didn’t all look like a human. Like her current owner, the slave driver, some had tails and horns, some looked even more demonic than that. It all just depended.<br/><br/>The slaver smiled, ready to show this man why she was the perfect buy for him. “She was found in the Oquerr mountains, must be from a hardy group to survive in there. Nice, soft hair, as bright as the sun.” He took a few locks and let them sift through his fingers, “Lovely tanned skin, not a blemish,” He gave her shoulder a little pinch, which she flinched at. He chucked, “Very obedient. She’ll do whatever you ask.” Nudging her shoulder, he signaled her to spin around. She obliged, though she looked embarrassed at the men looking at her backside and chest, “Not quite as shapely as some, true, but as she is about, hm, 16 years of age, she’ll grow, I’m certain.”<br/><br/>The lass looked down at her dirty feet as this all happened, she learned long ago to listen and not speak. Though she wanted very badly to be out of the streets. There was nothing worse than having to stay in a cage day in and day out with little food and water with this horrid slaver. Looking up at Azmaveth with hope in her eyes, she blurted out “I can also sing, sir!”<br/><br/>Goosebumps prickled her skin even before she saw the slaver’s furious glare. He continued to smile, though the sharp look in his dark eyes made her feel frightened. She quickly ducked her head when she felt the demon clap his hand rather hard on her shoulder, “Hehe, well, yes. I nearly forgot,<span style="font-style: italic">girl</span>. Now what do you say, fifteen hundred for this little gem?”