The goblin looked up to Garret with a wicked grin when he listened to his request.<br/><span style="color: Green"><br/>
"She sure must be quite the hassle.. but don't you worry, we have some fine magic absorbing shackles, enchanted by the depraved souls of the Kirin Tor themselves... I must say, the shackles are our most precious possession, especially the young priest girls tend to test them a lot.."</span><br/><br/>Razr walked underneath a great arch, and saw that the Trolles already had entered the luxuriously decorated main-hall. There were gorgeously carved chairs, purple and pink silken beds and many shimmering curtains that hid several conversationalists from sight. Razr spread his arms wide, and in a way that was to gentleman-like for the goblin, he led the troll to a separated chamber, only curtains hiding her away from sight now.<br/><span style="color: Green"><br/>
"She is all yours now, I'll give you<i> time</i> to ease her into her new life.. hehe"</span>With that last sentence he turned around and received a pair of elementium shackles from a scantily clad and beautiful young girl, shining eerily in the dim-lighted room as a purple glow seemed to radiate from the insides of the silvery shimmering steel. It betrayed the use of an enchantment, and in between of the restricting bonds that are yet to be used lay a bright red gagbal, accompanied with a leather-strap to bind it tightly to the skull. The girl looked absolutely astonishing, though her ill lithe frame, dressed in nothing but a see-trough loincloth and a strap around her breasts was a great contrast to the many suits the men seemed to be wearing in the hall. She quickly turned around and left, leaving trough a strangely locked door behind the bar in the hall. If one was looking at her when she left, they could have seen the white bright light that came from the room she entered, the room she was able to enter by stroking her finger over a strip of brass in the middle of the thick wood.<br/><br/><span style="color: Green">"If you have any more requests, you can ask either the servants, here and here, or you can call for me, Razr, to be helped in what ever task that needs to be done.."</span><br/><br/>With that said he handed over the goods and bowed respectfully before the undead, before leaving him alone standing in front of the tent-like room that held a waiting Zer inside.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>